| Song | Don't Look Back |
| Artist | Leo Sayer |
| Album | Voice in My Head |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| Sayer | |
| Some people terrified of spiders and snakes | |
| Ladders and space – oh what a waste | |
| Some people never climb over the wall | |
| Think they're too small and hide their face | |
| Some people live their life under glass | |
| Stay in their past – sit on their ass | |
| I'm here to tell you that life is a gas | |
| Tomorrow's a blast so don't look back | |
| So come on 'n pick it up | |
| Throw some coffee in that dirty 'ol cup | |
| Eyes on the prize – re-energise | |
| There's another party waiting to use your sky | |
| Push your legs into a new pair of shoes | |
| Don't stop you'll only get the loser's blues | |
| Out there somebody's waiting on you | |
| To reach out and throw 'em some slack | |
| Behind everyone lies a mistake | |
| A terrible place – a bad break | |
| You can't remember every bug that you killed | |
| Every bottle you spilled – each swallowed pill | |
| I like to think I got no enemies | |
| Yet here comes someone with a knife in his teeth | |
| Telling everyone he's a looking for me | |
| For something or other I done – oh boy | |
| I get up and I run | |
| Dodge every bullet from the "your guilty" gun | |
| I paid the price – had my fun | |
| Committed my sins – I lied to my mum | |
| I keep my head above this watery grave | |
| Keep my eyes on the prize – pretend I'm brave | |
| One thing I 'aint is nobody's slave | |
| I watch my front and my back (Don't look back) | |
| So come on 'n pick it up | |
| Throw some coffee in that dirty 'ol cup | |
| Eyes on the prize – re-energise | |
| There's another party waiting to use your sky | |
| Push your legs into a new pair of shoes | |
| Don't stop you'll only get the loser's blues | |
| Out there somebody's waiting on you | |
| Reach out and throw 'em some slack (Don't look back) |
| Sayer | |
| Some people terrified of spiders and snakes | |
| Ladders and space oh what a waste | |
| Some people never climb over the wall | |
| Think they' re too small and hide their face | |
| Some people live their life under glass | |
| Stay in their past sit on their ass | |
| I' m here to tell you that life is a gas | |
| Tomorrow' s a blast so don' t look back | |
| So come on ' n pick it up | |
| Throw some coffee in that dirty ' ol cup | |
| Eyes on the prize reenergise | |
| There' s another party waiting to use your sky | |
| Push your legs into a new pair of shoes | |
| Don' t stop you' ll only get the loser' s blues | |
| Out there somebody' s waiting on you | |
| To reach out and throw ' em some slack | |
| Behind everyone lies a mistake | |
| A terrible place a bad break | |
| You can' t remember every bug that you killed | |
| Every bottle you spilled each swallowed pill | |
| I like to think I got no enemies | |
| Yet here comes someone with a knife in his teeth | |
| Telling everyone he' s a looking for me | |
| For something or other I done oh boy | |
| I get up and I run | |
| Dodge every bullet from the " your guilty" gun | |
| I paid the price had my fun | |
| Committed my sins I lied to my mum | |
| I keep my head above this watery grave | |
| Keep my eyes on the prize pretend I' m brave | |
| One thing I ' aint is nobody' s slave | |
| I watch my front and my back Don' t look back | |
| So come on ' n pick it up | |
| Throw some coffee in that dirty ' ol cup | |
| Eyes on the prize reenergise | |
| There' s another party waiting to use your sky | |
| Push your legs into a new pair of shoes | |
| Don' t stop you' ll only get the loser' s blues | |
| Out there somebody' s waiting on you | |
| Reach out and throw ' em some slack Don' t look back |
| Sayer | |
| Some people terrified of spiders and snakes | |
| Ladders and space oh what a waste | |
| Some people never climb over the wall | |
| Think they' re too small and hide their face | |
| Some people live their life under glass | |
| Stay in their past sit on their ass | |
| I' m here to tell you that life is a gas | |
| Tomorrow' s a blast so don' t look back | |
| So come on ' n pick it up | |
| Throw some coffee in that dirty ' ol cup | |
| Eyes on the prize reenergise | |
| There' s another party waiting to use your sky | |
| Push your legs into a new pair of shoes | |
| Don' t stop you' ll only get the loser' s blues | |
| Out there somebody' s waiting on you | |
| To reach out and throw ' em some slack | |
| Behind everyone lies a mistake | |
| A terrible place a bad break | |
| You can' t remember every bug that you killed | |
| Every bottle you spilled each swallowed pill | |
| I like to think I got no enemies | |
| Yet here comes someone with a knife in his teeth | |
| Telling everyone he' s a looking for me | |
| For something or other I done oh boy | |
| I get up and I run | |
| Dodge every bullet from the " your guilty" gun | |
| I paid the price had my fun | |
| Committed my sins I lied to my mum | |
| I keep my head above this watery grave | |
| Keep my eyes on the prize pretend I' m brave | |
| One thing I ' aint is nobody' s slave | |
| I watch my front and my back Don' t look back | |
| So come on ' n pick it up | |
| Throw some coffee in that dirty ' ol cup | |
| Eyes on the prize reenergise | |
| There' s another party waiting to use your sky | |
| Push your legs into a new pair of shoes | |
| Don' t stop you' ll only get the loser' s blues | |
| Out there somebody' s waiting on you | |
| Reach out and throw ' em some slack Don' t look back |