The Gift Songtext
von The Lisps

You don′t get a choice in the sound of your voice
You don't get a say in the night or the daytime
It′s only a question of time
It's all in the question of time

When you're looking at something
You can′t see what′s behind it
When you're listening to something
You can′t see what's behind it
When you′re angry at something
You might not understand it
When you're laughing at something
The same might be true

Oh wooden is what I′d like to be
Oh I think it's ideal speaking materially
Oh golden would shine and brass would be fine
But wooden is what I'd like to be

Some people have the gift of the rhyme

And some people have perfect musical time
Some people have articulate speech


And some people have long skinny legs at the beach
Some people have a penchant for physics
And some people proclaim to have no physical limits
Some people have irresistible charm
And some people know how to run factory farms
Some people exhibit unbelievable bravery

And some people have an extreme talent for catering
Some people make a whole lot of sense
And some people are really understanding parents
Some people are always iconoclastic
And some people′s titties are made of plastic

Smokey Robinson said God gives everyone a gift
Said he got the gift of the rhyme
Yeah he got the gift of the rhyme
But what′s mine?
Yeah he got the gift of the rhyme
But what's mine?
Yeah he got the gift of the rhyme
But what′s mine?

Oh wooden is what I'd like to be
Oh I think it′s ideal speaking materially
Oh golden would shine and brass would be fine
But wooden is what I'd like to be


You don′t get a choice in the sound of your voice
You don't get a say in the night or the daytime
It's only a question of time
It′s all in the question of time
It′s only a question of time
Yeah he got the gift of the rhyme
It's all in the question of time
Yeah he got that gift but what′s mine?