Shiner - The Situationist lyrics

A simple case of timing, One thin thred, A thimbleful of lies. A lie along the way Could make your wave, Then we'd all say your name. Fly your flag away And see who waves, They might just say your name. I loved the time when A little clumsy rhyming Could fit the crown on your head. Head down arms straight out, Left without having completely sussed it out. Head to the sun I have left to run