Lyrics:

''I Ain''t The One''Smokers smoking in the smoking room, fishes in the fish tanksailors waiting for the tide to turn, too bad the ship sankwell dressed wax-work wound up to walkstares through the windowclown in the alley-way looking for an exit, facing the shadowsI don''t patronise youI don''t try to put you downI don''t criticise youI ain''t the one, I ain''t the one to judgeHard hitting journalist, says he''s a communistsays he believes in world war IIIlives in a high-rent luxury apartment, he ain''t fooling meI don''t patronise youI don''t try to put you downI don''t criticise youI ain''t the one, I ain''t the one to judgeReading the newspapers, keeping in touchthey steal your secrets, but i ain''t the one to judge