Just A Tuesday

Oh I am just a Tuesday in a world of Friday nights
And I get choked up on the foreground no I never get it right
Oh not with one foot on the fence not with both to one side
Where’s your memory when you’ve made up your mind
And I’ve got me a shelter of yesterday’s defence
And I’ve got me a heckler and he keeps me intense
Oh there’s nothing lights a fire like a mouth out of line
Where’s your memory when you’ve made up your mind
And oh if they forgive me then surely I am weak
Oh and there’s nothing I can do about it now
Oh I have made a promise that I’ve promised to keep