No Buts About It Fiddler's Green

I was a fool to believe in your words
I'm hopping mad cause you lie
Jump off a cliff
Then go jump in a lake
I'll show my moon to your lies

You're a back-seat driver
Always knowing the cure
In fact you are the poison
That I cannot endure
You're simply snooty
Too big for your boots
You're a stuffed shirt
A queer bird

And I was waiting, waiting for your words
I was waiting every day
Yeah I was waiting, waiting every day
For your words to come true

I won't be waiting until I'm in a stew
You really bug me
So I'm gone - gone forever
I won't be waiting until I'm all at sea
No buts about it
I can do better without you