Saint Jerome Lyrics - British Sea Power

Oh it's strange the way that it works out 

Running out of matches and the fire keeps going out 

Through three hundred and sixty degrees 

Falling over you and over me 

And I know, oh yes I know 

Sometimes the fever comes and goes 

Nice job, Jerome 

Nice job, Jerome 

Nice job, Jerome 

Now you're crying like a baby 'cause your buggy's all broken 

Things that were said 

Things that were spoken of 

And it's in the air and in the trees 

Falling over you and over me 

And I know, oh yeah I know 

Sometimes the fever comes and goes 

Yeah I know, oh yeah I know 

Sometimes the feelings come and go 

Nice job, Jerome 

Nice job, Jerome 

Nice job, Jerome 

Nice job, Jerome 

Hope beyond hope 

Hope beyond hope 

Hope beyond hope 

Hope beyond hope 

For a little hope 

Hope 

For a little hope 

For a little 

Just for a little 

Just for a little 

Just for a little hope 

Just for a little hope