Woorden: Neil Halstead. Witless Or Wise.

Sturdy and bright, oh, giver of life
Are you witless or wise?
Government warnin?, this lover may bore you
Tattooed to my back

Tenements fell from the skies
When love lights fell from your eyes
Flags flyin? high, weary patient may rise
I don?t think so, no, I don?t think so, no
I don?t think so at all, not at all

Chasin' the cars down around marble arch
A memory too far
Once lost in your eyes
Now caught between thighs
Should we ask for the bill?

Never did get to the edge
Never jumped no my life carried on
Flags flyin' high, weary patient may rise
I don?t think so, no, I don?t think so, no
I don?t think so at all, not at all

Should I give you my head?
My kidney, my bed?
Should I run far way?
Those ghost in your eyes
Well, they cry when you smile
And it?s hurts to be near

Tenements fell from the skies
When love lights fell from your eyes
Flags flyin? high, weary patient may rise
I don?t think so, no, I don?t think so, no
I don?t think so at all, not at all, not at all
Not at all