The Slack - Aficionado

Foresee the end of me

Looking up at the choppy sun

Then air’s the enemy

Face up on the track, I feel relaxed

Tail down on the track, I feel the slack

And I just can’t get the hang of it

I’ve got to go to further lengths

I can’t get the hang of it

And I’m holding on to nothing at all

And I’m holding on to nothing at all

I can’t stop the pull that’s tugging at my heels

I never like the way I feel

And I just can’t get the hang of it

I just can’t get the hang of it

And I’m holding on to nothing at all

And I’m holding on to nothing at all

Face down on the track, I feel relaxed

Tail down on the track, I feel the slack

And I just can’t get the hang of it

I just can’t get the hang of it