 I'm doing cartwheels
I'm doing cartwheels
I'm doing cartwheels
My wounds are nice and salty, dear
I never got to thank you right
Was finished way before I could see
Quite what you had in mind for me
I'm doing cartwheels
I'm doing cartwheels
I'm doing cartwheels
Now the pessimism in me yawns
As I'm pissing on their perfect front lawns
A voice calls out behind my back
And I take off into the grounds
I'm doing cartwheels
I'm doing cartwheels
I'm doing cartwheels
It'll all tie me up into knots
It'll all tie me up into knots
I didn't mean to speak out of turn
Now you can sit and watch me squirm
The party's really in full swing
I wish I had a friend I could ring
I'm doing cartwheels
I'm doing cartwheels
I'm doing cartwheels
You're really loving this, aren't you, dear?
Now you've got me on the ropes out here
With nowhere else to run to now
Just stay and face the music
It'll all tie me up into knots
It'll all tie me up into knots
It'll all tie me up into knots
It'll all tie me up into knots
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