'Martin' de The Pancakes (Flying In The Blue Sky On A Frying Pan)


Maybe 21st is not the right time
Perhaps my expectation was a little bit high
Or maybe cos I was still drunk since may
Or between us there’s nothing to say
To be frank I have fogotten your voice
To be honest I can`t even remember your face
Somehow in my heart you’ve occupied a place
Every now and then you make me fall
You bring me sore
So by the time you come passing by
I knew it was all designed
I knew there’s no place where I could hide
You know I can`t decide
You know I can’t deny
So by the time you gave my your smile
And then you left me behindoh martin you messed it all up
So how you took me up into the sky
Let me fall and let me cry
All along I’d been waiting for your call
After all just a simple lie is nothing at all
But you’ve decided not to call anyway
Cos between us there is really nothing to say
So by the time you came kissing me
You know you’re confusing me
Oh martin you know it’s all wrong
So how you threw me up into the sky
Shot me down and said goodbye