Testi:
Zutons

It?s funny how it tears me apart First it breaks your head then your heart I should?ve loved you better From the start It?s chewin? at my bones and my

I was sold a story with a new beginning I missed out the middle and came into an end That was told by a man with a different posture Turn around and

It?s a hundred pounds an hour Or two hundred for the day I?ll take cash or credit card I don?t mind how you pay It?s a funny kind of business When you

It was a long time ago but it still haunts me Well the good times are paying but the bad times they come free Its been a good few years in the lonely

'Coz it's alright To go out at night and forget who you are Alright Then it's up in the morning and back to the start Hello conscience how do you do

Long time coming But no-one seen it coming Long gone then And your heart is still running Now you?re thinking ?bout the times And the things you should

Sunday afternoon, not a lot to do (think of all) the places I could be, people I could meet (life so small) I?m watching drops of rain on my window pane

Today is a day when many fine things will come Today is just a memory tomorrow I know that there?s some bad things to come But I?ll forget them all until

Five times a year, I'll return With a fake pay package that I didn't earn It's the benefits and little bits I make sure I've got I'm the one who works