Lyrics

Been thinking ‘bout your life
Oh, how I wish I could be like you
Through the stormy waters of your life
Now it seems that

You have got to be pulled out of the wreckage
And back to your home, oh, isn’t it time

I remember you way back when
You held yourself together and cast your eyes down
You’d like to be the one that’s not on time
So you say
I’ve just grown up, but isn’t it time
Isn’t it time you get back to the

Cupboard
Get back to the cupboard
Get back to the cupboard
Get back to the cupboard
Get back to the…

Here comes all your cheesecake cavalier
With open arms and briefcases in their hands
They’re singing the real overture of life
With not so much as a parachute upon
Presentation of themselves
You know they must be told but they can’t be told
You’d like to tell them
You’d like to tell them…


Get back to the cupboard
Get back to the cupboard
Get back to the cupboard
Get back to the cupboard
Get back to the cupboard
Get back to the cupboard
Get back to the cupboard

© 2002 Victor Stranges