You're walking like you never seen the light You're walking like it every night But I've never seen you dance, and I've never heard you sing So how can
t to dear We'll get ourself some good time girls Remember when you pay You'll pay in many many ways Now he's crossing the road Picking up his daily sport
From way far across the sea Came an .... Had a one track mind and eyes for me Half blinded in the war With a pale young Anglican Who said he'd help
light through my bones "Don't get on the wrong one" "Oh you and you what's your game" Laying me down to waste laying me down Pin me up or put me down
You caught me in the middle dazed on the carpet I was following the lines, that move like more snakes thinking... Something ain't quite right You got
I've got a little secret for ya Even now there's something to be proud about You come up the hard way They remind you every day You're nothing Oh my
If Queen Boadicea is long dead and gone Still then the spirit In her children's children's children It lives on If you've lost your faith in love and
chewing me up It's not right for young lungs to be coughing up blood Oh it's all It's all in my hands And its all up the walls The stale chips are up
how I sighed and said Help cos you're impossible But it's just like he's in another world Doesn't see the danger on show He'll wind up like Joseph bloody
What a waster, what a fucking waster You pissed it all up the wall Round the corner where they chased her There's tears coming out from everywhere The
below you can hear the drunken prophet sing "I know what's on your mind my boy I can see oh everything Lead pipes are fortune made Take a tip from me climb up
The boy looked at johnny said 'my word that was fun' when he did it with his hat on like in a saddle with his gun' we're in slow motion eating breakfast
If I get the call I will call across Radio America Right across America I will call Yes I will call all across Radio America Right across America I will
me up It's not right for young lungs to be coughing up blood Oh it's all It's all trouble in my hands And its all up the walls Well the stale chips are
through my bones "Don't get on the wrong one" "Oh you and you what's your game" Laying me down to waste laying me down Pin me up or put me down Uh uh
You caught me in the middle dazed on the carpet I was following the lines that move like more snakes thinking Something ain't quite right You got the
If I get the call I will call across Radio America Right across America I will call Yes, I will call all across Radio America Right across America I will
From way far across the sea Came an Eritrean maiden she Had a one track mind and eyes funny Half blinded in a war With a pale young Anglican Who said
