(sometimes) I Have To Concentrate Lyrics - Mclusky

This is the theme from m*a*s*h*. 

This is a call. 

Realisation that your appreciation. 

Meant nothing at all. 

This is eternal. 

This is your life. 

Vodka and tonics with the stereophonics on a saturday night. 

This is illegal. 

At least if you do it right. 

A new operation for your eloquent spaceships. 

Rockfield style. 

But that was revolting. 

And this is well done. 

Congratulations you're the king of the kop. 

And I'm a teacher's son. 

This is the final time. 

I teach you to shave. 

Was never supposed to be a stain on your church. 

Or a big day. 

Go gadget armpits. 

And cover me down. 

My final suggestion in the form of a question. 

Are we made of stone?