I knew all along That I was right at the start Bout the seeds of the weeds That grew in your heart Self satisfaction for the factions Who formed to tear
bad become true For heavens sake Such a silly mistake You're a legend in your mind But a rumour in your room They all followed me down here To an alleys dirty
There's blood on my shoes Nobody knows Because of you Where did you go? Where did you go? Nobody knows Where did you go? You're pretty, so pretty
ready when I call And then my angel I'll be ready too And I will catch you when you fall Do you remember like I remember All the dirty things you said
I don't believe in anything They tell me's set in stone They say that were together But I'm sat here on my own In the company of strangers This trigger
Well, it took you seven years to learn my name And I know it's all the drugs and booze that I took, lame Oh, sh-sh-shame (What a shame) But it took me
You got the world, boy This all you make it? You had the choice lad You wouldn't take it The oldest charm Only the best for you And the years of my life
No one's too perturbed about the things that I would cry for I've been trying all my life until there's nothing left to try for No one's too perturbed about the things
it seems to come so natural I can never never get enough And I know that she is wise And she's the apple of my eye She's my dirty pretty lover And I
I am a hippy?s son I?m into porn and guns, I?m virile, fertile I scream when I come Related to you all by 6 degrees I am a fire sign I?ve never swung
resounding The drinks go on and the beat's still sounding Come on darling, come on darling, come on sweetheart, oh You look pretty, pretty fit For a
far dishonest as the day is long I'm sorry so I'll go now But I love you, so it won't be long And the specters in the masonry Remind us of the things
After a month our friendship waned 'Cause you're ambitious to a fault How did I let you in my brain? Just look in these western eyes I've been lost a
be bothered And all this waiting is just hesitating for nothing And the fault lines and all the conjecture from both sides Why, oh why, can't we change things
Hails to the chancers As boredom kills like cancer We need dreams For the romancers And I'm looking to you Well, the life's so lonely I need my one and
How can they be tired of England? They'll never know the England that we know Never know where the ones with dreams go, no Never notice the skies with
We were so pretty, now is this it? You and I are too young for this No blood, no lust, or spit But still there is something there to play upon A flash
Four more rotations and no one will hurt These are the things I dream of I've been thinking through the drinking Though my confidence is shrinking That
