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)