It must have been my lucky day
Your shoelace was undone
But still I could not save myself
From one slip of the tongue
And I will stand there and deny it
Like a bunch of rumours following me
You'll find out, you'll find out
They're all true
I'm fresh out of the box
Oh can I tempt you with the taste
Of polystyrene on my lips
And a one-boy cabaret
It's getting harder to deny it
Like a bunch of rumours following me
You'll find out, you'll find out
There's no doubt
Maybe you will miss it without a clue
Most of all the rumours involve you
You'll find out, you'll find out
They're all true
You'll hear it like a song in the playground
Hear it in the whispers out on the breeze
Like a bunch of rumours following me
You'll find out, you'll find out
There's no doubt
Maybe you will miss it without a clue
Most of all the rumours involve you
You'll find out, you'll find out
They're all true
Oh, they're all true
(Rumours)