put the book back on the shelf

Belle & Sebastian

Sebastian youââ?¬â?¢re in a mess
You had a dream, they called you king
Of all the hipsters, is it true?
Or are you still the queen?

Like getting blood out of a stone
The city left you all alone
You came to dance, but thereââ?¬â?¢s no poignancy
When they all leave you standing alone

The wider issues of the day
Donââ?¬â?¢t interest you, youââ?¬â?¢ll have to pay
For looking at the floor
When people talk to you

You wrote a book about yourself
The people left it on the shelf
Youââ?¬â?¢ll write another one
Now youââ?¬â?¢ve got a story thatââ?¬â?¢s worth talking about

Are you happy with yourself?
Are you talking to yourself?
Are you happy with yourself?
Put the book back on the shelf

I know the company you keep
Youââ?¬â?¢re on the sofa hidden deep
While on the telly sid james speaks
To you like god

Youââ?¬â?¢re always looking for a sign
But boy you blow it every time
You hear a voice begin to speak
You ignore it and go softly to sleep