The Whitlams - Why Doesn't Andy? lyrics

I go to parties, Head straight for the bathroom. Sit there for half an hour, Listen to the queue forming. I listen to the queue forming. I rise to meet them, Steeled for action. But the women are empowered With a strange and brutal hatred for me. Why doesn't Andy talk on stage? Why doesn't Andy act his age? Why are the birds always in my dreams? Why won't Stevie listen to me? Why doesn't Andy talk on stage? Why doesn't Andy act his age? Why are the birds always in my dreams? And why won't Stevie listen to me?