Roy Harper - Circle lyrics

I had to pa** all of my exams The old man said I had to be the best one I had to do this and I had to do that They really kept me under constant pressure 'And why aren't you the captain of the cricket team?' 'Why aren't you the genius of the cla**?' 'It's about time you pulled your socks up, me lad Otherwise you'll get a rude awakening' I had to be this and I had to do that I really had to try and be a someone And they all tried to make a someone out of me And never saw that I could only be me. The worst thing about the system is the system And if I was to be successful now They'd all turn round and say: 'Eeee Mother, that's our lad there, look, He's a good lad' 'Aye he's a good lad' 'He's got forty-eight million in the bank now, aye. Aye he's a good lad.' 'But I always knew he had it in him, you know, I always knew he had it in him, I said so. Eeee I was right. Eeee I was right' 'But Dad, I came away from you. I came away from everything the whole of that scene stood for- I mean you remember all those heroes you wanted me to be? All those engine drivers I had to be? I tell you there was only one thing I could have been and that was me. Yeah but you know, oh well' 'Aye lad, but I knew you had it in you' 'So you knew I had it in me? Yeah so what's the new word? - Success? Yeah, alright, so, well if that's what success means you can stuff it I don't wanna know, And the money and the trappings you can throw in the sea 'Cos I don't want them.' 'Eeee now lad, now then, come on lad Hey it'd take me a long time to throw all the money you've got in the sea. Heh-heh, hee-hee, heh-heh!' 'Oh I don't know. I should never have picked the guitar up in the first place. I knew what I was doing wrong I was just trying to turn people on That's all I was trying to do. But then, yeah, that's just as bad as them though, that, isn't it? Everybody's got to be converted Everybody must be converted You've got to belong somewhere. Yeah - well - never mind. Just get on with it all I suppose. Just get on with it.' 'Eeee lad, I don't know, you're talking a lot of rubbish tonight. What do you mean?' There once was a tiny, very naughty little boy - with a dirty face His Mummy taught him to be clean and tidy and kept him in his place Father was a man of culture. God was in the sky ready to give chase There once was a tiny, very naughty little boy, who grew into a youth The Mum and Daddy read the daily horror the bible was the only truth They groomed him for the battlefield of living in a world of abuse Once upon a time there was a little being kicked out into a seething world The lies that dear old Mum and Dad so innocently fed him with were all unfurled In ignorance he grew to hate the lot he had inherited at birth. Look at the literature under his arm, he is doing his best to impress you Man of the world and his own daydream hero he desperately tries to convert you But his thoughts they are changing - and as he looks at himself He looks at himself Oh where am I going and what am I doing? My head is so big and so weary It's no good me trying to be all the things that I'm not I'm me and I'm me only And I've been so greedy, I've always wanted to be And never just been. Not much room for a selfish thought and yet knowing just that, it becomes one. Not much room for conceit - yet knowing that knowing that is conceited What I am saying now exists not as words but only as feeling. I'm feeling so la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-de-la-la. There once was a time When I thought you needed me There once was a time When I thought I needed you And I was right. You needed me For the continuance of the race And all that I was needing was your loving. Why did you deceive me? Telling me that you had the answer? Why did you not tell me? That there wasn't even a question? Have you ever been absolutely liberated just opening your eyes? Has it ever occurred to your searching senses that nothing is disguised? Have you ever had the feeling that the only thing you're living is your life? Have you ever had the feeling that the only thing you're made of is your life? Have you ever had the feeling that the only thing you're made by is your life? 'Aye lad, but I knew you had it in you.'