Songwriter: Rupert Holmes
Producer: Jeffrey Lesser
I get scared when I'm performing
If I'm outnumbered, I need some warming up
Dear folks
Should I pull out some jokes?
They'd better be quite funny, you paid your money outside
Every lyric that I've ever written
Just left my brain and now the words are sittin'
Off in the wing
And you're wondering, "Can't this guy sing?"
You liked the band before me much more
Ignore me, I'll hide
'Cause I'm too scared to sing this song all alone
I'm too scared to sing too straight or too stoned
I'm too scared to reach the end of this rhyme
Whoa, I'm
Too scared to sing, too scared to sing, too scared to
Sing
I threw up before my entrance
My main concern is ending this sentence
Right with the harp
And meanwhile, I'm two tones sharp
I'd better learn to stutter my words
M-m-m-mutter, my friend
Some folks may symbolize, but they're fakin'
They aren't that deep, they're just opaque
And hiding the holes
Baring their cardboard souls
And I, like a fool, say nicely what I precisely intend
That's why I'm too scared to sing with calm and with ease
I fear I'm addressing words to the breeze
I fear that you think I'm wasting your time
Whoa, I'm
Too scared to sing this song all alone
I'm too scared to sing too straight or too stoned
I'm too scared to reach the end of this rhyme
Whoa, I'm
Too scared to sing, too scared to sing, too scared to
Sing
Too scared to sing, too scared to sing, too scared to
Sing
Too scared to sing, too scared to sing, too scared to
Sing
If I'm outnumbered, I need some warming up
Dear folks
Should I pull out some jokes?
They'd better be quite funny, you paid your money outside
Every lyric that I've ever written
Just left my brain and now the words are sittin'
Off in the wing
And you're wondering, "Can't this guy sing?"
You liked the band before me much more
Ignore me, I'll hide
'Cause I'm too scared to sing this song all alone
I'm too scared to sing too straight or too stoned
I'm too scared to reach the end of this rhyme
Whoa, I'm
Too scared to sing, too scared to sing, too scared to
Sing
I threw up before my entrance
My main concern is ending this sentence
Right with the harp
And meanwhile, I'm two tones sharp
I'd better learn to stutter my words
M-m-m-mutter, my friend
Some folks may symbolize, but they're fakin'
They aren't that deep, they're just opaque
And hiding the holes
Baring their cardboard souls
And I, like a fool, say nicely what I precisely intend
That's why I'm too scared to sing with calm and with ease
I fear I'm addressing words to the breeze
I fear that you think I'm wasting your time
Whoa, I'm
Too scared to sing this song all alone
I'm too scared to sing too straight or too stoned
I'm too scared to reach the end of this rhyme
Whoa, I'm
Too scared to sing, too scared to sing, too scared to
Sing
Too scared to sing, too scared to sing, too scared to
Sing
Too scared to sing, too scared to sing, too scared to
Sing
more tracks from the album
Songs That Sound Like Movies: The Complete Epic Recordings
- I Don’t Want to Hold Your Hand
- Rifles and Rum
- Studio Musician
- The Man Behind the Woman
- The Place Where Failure Goes
- Who, What, When, Where, Why
- I Don’t Want to Get Over You
- You Make Me Real
- Aw Shucks
- The Last of the Romantics
- For Beginners Only
- Philly
- Queen Bee
- Love Out of Time
- Lullaby for Myself
- Magic Trick
- Deco Lady
- You Burned Yourself Out
- Too Scared to Sing
- Singles
- Widescreen
- Touch and Go
- Terminal
- Weekend Lover
- Bagdad
- Annabella
- Soap Opera
- Brass Knuckles
- Our National Pastime
- Everything Gets Better When You’re Drunk
- Second Saxophone
- Phantom of the Opera
- Letters That Cross in the Mail
- Talk
- The One of Us (Demo for A Star Is Born)
From the albums
Rupert Holmes popular songs
- Escape (The Piña Colada Song)
- Terminal
- Nearsighted
- The Mask
- Loved by the One You Love
- Blackjack
- Adventure
- The People That You Never Get to Love
- In You I Trust
- Weekend Lover
- Bagdad
- The O’Brien Girl
- Him (single edit)
- Annabella
- Special Thanks
- Cold
- Soap Opera
- Let’s Get Crazy Tonight
- Him
- Less Is More
- Drop It
- I Don’t Want to Hold Your Hand
- Perfect
- Crowd Pleaser