B.u.r.m.a. Lyrics - Singles - Dirty Pretty Things

I know that you're out there 

Born ready, but on the decline 

To keep you from my thoughts 

When we first broke the line 

Do you remember like I remember? 

Lost pursuits of excellence 

The glory of the crown 

Lives of imperialists 

Leave me with aching wrists 

So no wonder you frown 

When you're two world wars down 

So when the dark times come 

Well, I will sing you a good time song 

I'm pretending that it's ending 

But it kills me to act so strong 

Just to gaze in your eyes 

Makes all the difference to me 

Just be ready my angel 

Be ready when I call 

I've been re reading letters 

They were moving warm but bitter 

And I cried right through them all 

Ooh, ooh 

The days go so slow 

Ooh, ooh 

We'll never get to heaven 

With the artillery in tow 

So when the dark times come 

It might warm your heart to know 

That I went to the crossroads 

But the devil never showed 

They can stick their war 

I'm leaving now 

It makes no difference to me 

I'm hoping if you know where I am 

Send your heart in a telegram 

I'm praying that you know where I am 

Be upstairs, ready my angel 

Be ready when I call 

And then my angel I'll be ready too 

And I will catch you when you fall 

Do you remember like I remember 

All the dirty things you said? 

Do you remember like I remember 

Or was it all in my head? 

So when the dark times come 

Well, I will song you a good time song 

I'm pretending that it's ending 

But it kills me to act so strong 

To gaze in your eyes 

Makes all the difference to me 

So, who's got the clap 

Who's got the clap 

Give yourself a clap now