YOUR HEART IS ON YOUR SLEEVE

Now the cat is in amongst the pigeons

And the pigeons are in the pie

And the pie is on the kitchen table

And nobody at all is eating

And the apple is in my eye

And my eye is somewhere else

My mouth is shaped to fit a lie

And the snake is in the grass

And your heart is on your sleeve

Your heart is on your sleeve

It’s time for me to leave

Your heart is on your sleeve... etc

And the snake he sees the apple

And the snake he knows my eye

And the cat he sees the pigeons

But he doesn’t see the pie

That nobody at all is eating

Though the knives are on the table

The cards are in my pocket

And your heart is on your sleeve

Your heart is on your sleeve....

Well, the mule was in the corn

In the hour that I was born

The bull’s been in the china shop

Ever since my voice dropped

Goodbye

I’m leaving here tomorrow

It’s easier than just waiting around to lie

Etc etc