Born yesterday - Nik Kershaw

Can’t shake the monkey on my back

Can’t lose my luggage in the friendly skies

Can’t tell the good guys from the bad

Can’t hear the music for the background noise

Wish I was born yesterday

Born yesterday

I would be naked in every sense

I would be blissful in innocence

If I was born yesterday

Can’t look a stranger in the eye

Can’t reach the knife between my shoulder blades

Can’t fall asleep for wondering why

Can’t keep awake to man the barricades

Wish I was born yesterday

Born yesterday

I would be naked in every sense

I would be blissful in innocence

If I was born yesterday

All this stuff inside my head

Wish I could remember to forget

I find my thrill but lose my thread again

Can’t say the words, they make me choke

Can’t hear the punchline for the joke

Can’t see the trees for all the smoke

Can’t feel the love

Can’t feel the love for all the hate

Can’t taste the dinner I just ate

For all the ketchup on the plate

Wish I was born yesterday

Born yesterday

I would be naked in every sense

I would be blissful in innocence

If I was born yesterday