There's such a lot of good ways to be bad
And so many bad ways to be good
Haven't paid my rent yet
I tell them
'Sorry, but I haven't got the money anymore'
Just for the day I thought I'd leave love alone
Hold hands with day
And if I'm so bad why don't they take me away
Just like what you hear with a shell pressed to your ear
That's the sea in the trees in the morning
And on the universal
Good morning, Steve
Well you won't believe me today
Working doesn't seem to be the perfect thing for me
So I continue to play
And if I'm so bad why don't they take me away
Well a hippy-trippy name dropper came through my door
He said, I just bumped into Mick, he told me you know where to score.
No not me friend
I mind my own and my own minds me
Well my love is at the foot of your hand
Come what may
But if June comes first, please won't you take me away
- :
- The Decca Years 1965-1967
- The Decca Years
- Miscellaneous
- There Are But Four Small Faces
- The Immediate Years CD 1
- All or Nothing (Remastered)
- The Immediate Years (Disc Two)
- The Anthology 1965-1967
- From the Beginning (Remastered)
- The Decca Anthology (1965-1967)
- The Best Of
- The Very Best Of CD1
- Mojo: Small Faces & Friends
- The Legendary Majik Mijits
- The Very Best of the Small Faces, Vol. 1
- Small Faces
- Small Faces (Deluxe Edition)
- From the Beginning
- From the Beginning (Deluxe Edition)
- Ogdens’ Nut Gone Flake