Testo di Macintyre

Far from handsome Close to ugly I pull my pants on I don't look lovely I wear a singlet underneath my shirt I tuck it in at all times And as the plot gets thicker The hair on top gets thinner I'm not happy but I'm near enough Misunderstood Much overweight My eyesight's good But it's not great I read my horoscope today What have I got to hope for? Daydreaming as I do the dishes Of cuddles and kisses for Mr and Mrs I'm not happy but I'm near enough Half-past eleven at the Clare Castle Another day, another drink, another debacle Sunlight makes the empty glasses sparkle I hardly notice I'm hopeless I couldn't save myself to save myself I'm not happy but I'm near enough