Woorden: Dirty Pretty Things. Deadwood.

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
Some they were so good
But now and again I feel
I was a coward

Are the holes in my soul
In tatters for all these tears
Well you don't see it that way

A way, a way, we'll have it today
The dancing ones they really mean it
But something boy,
Something's gonna change

A way, a way, you've got it they say
How do they know
When they've never seen it?
And what will you do
When they forget your name?
Well, you'll up and get another one

Don't give me that face
I know when I should live in disgrace
Not dig up the deadwood
I knew this place was never the place for me

And of the years that rolled by
Yeah, some were so good
But now I know that
You were the coward

The holes in your soul
In tatters for all these years
But you can't see it that way

A way, a way, we'll have it today
The dancing ones they really mean it
And mark my words
Something's gonna change

A way, a way, you've got it they say
But how do they know
When they've never seen it?
And what will you do
When they forget your name?
Well you'll up and get another one

A way, a way, we'll have it today
The dancing ones they really mean it
But something boy
Somethings gonna change

A way, a way, you've got it today
But how do they know
When they've never seen it?
And what will you do
When they forget your name?
Well you'll up and get another one