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​Spittin' In The Wind

This song is by Radiator and appears on the album Isn't It Strange? (1977).

Gibson-Craddock

You know love's got the right to touch you
You may laugh, but that's a crying shame
Because your laughter does not matter
When you know you're gonna end up crying just the same.

You told me everybody's out to get you
But the monkey on your back is your own
You tell me everybody upset you
And that's why you end up crying on my telephone

It's like spittin' in the wind, it all comes back on you
It's like spittin' out the window, you're all right now Jack, it all comes back on you.

Well, that kind of advice ain't free babe
You gotta pay for it just like the rest
So just ease yourself into my shoes
And if you still don't dig it just get up and do your best. Get up!

You told me everybody's out to get you
But the monkey on your back is your own
You tell me everybody upset you
And that's why you end up crying on my telephone

It's like spittin' in the wind, it all comes back on you
It's like spittin' out the window, you're all right now, it all comes back on you.