Every nerve is touched
Every hair is on its end
Every palm is clutched
Every heart is on the mend
Tragically simple and
simply tragic;
The power of a pimple
is like monumental magic
Trouble you can look at
Trouble you can feel
Trouble you can take to lunch
and trouble that is real
Terror in the morning
Terror in your bed
Terror in the way you look
and terror in your head
As the sunglight pales
and the world is still unknown
and you bite your nails
as you wait for him to phone
Senselessly beaten
and beaten senseless
The very things that sweeten you
are leaving you defenceless
Easy to be stepped on
Easy to betray
Easy to be led around
and easy to display
Funny little stories
Hear what someone said
Funny to be laughed about
and wishing you were dead
© 1993 The Friendlysong Company, Inc.
Music and lyrics by Mel Atkey
From Perfect Timing
You're one of the family
Starting today
Just one of the family
More on the way
With me on your arm and my mother on side
And you with your charm, well there's nothing to hide --
You're free to stay
You're part of the family
Part of the brawl
You're part of the furniture
Part of the wall
With "come when you can" and "you go when you please"
You're part of the clan so you're part of the teasing free-for-all
And everybody knows your face
They know where to set your dinner place
You're getting to be a habit to me now
But one I find I willingly allow
You're part of the family
Part of my mind
You're part of my freedom
We're so intertwined
With "how do you feel?" and "I know what you mean"
You have the appeal to this average teen
...one of the family...
Our little family...
...family...
© 1993 The Friendlysong Company, Inc.
Music and lyrics by Mel Atkey
From Perfect Timing
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