Faces Too Bad-every Picture Tells A Story Lyrics

Too Bad-every Picture Tells A Story Lyrics

(Ron Wood/Rod Stewart) 



Too bad we was thrown downstairs

Never got a chance to sing

We were quite polite with one invite

To keep us off the street 

So we mingled for a minute or two

With the high class clientele

And then somebody said, "Who invited them?!"

"That clan of refugees?  Get out!!" 



What an insult to be shown the door

Before we could shake a leg

I was most intrigued by the colored Queen 

Leanin' on the kitchen door

Then I was ushered with my friends 

By the butler who was twelve feet tall

But let me please explain that we're not to blame 

We just don't have the right accent

No, no



All we wanted to do was to socialize

Oh you know it's a shame 

That we always get the pain



All we wanted to do was to socialize

Oh you know it's a shame 

How we always get the blame



Sweaty girls and damp hotels

Is where I'm gonna stay

'Cause now I see what it's all about 

I didn't have the old school tie

Don't worry; we had more fun

Waiting for the all night bus home

Too bad my regional tongue

Gave us away again