How sad are we?. And how sad have we been?. We'll let you know. We'll let you know. Oh, but only if you're really interested. . You wonder how. We've stayed alive 'til now.
Trouble loves me. Trouble needs me. Two things. More than you do. Or would attempt to. So, console me. Otherwise, hold me. Just when it seems like. Everything's evened out.
Road blocks and fire. Barb wire upon barb wire. This is not your country. . Armoured cars, corrugated scars. Grafitti scrawls:. "This is not your country".
Now, there. There speaks a true friend. There speaks a friend for life. . You told me all the things. That you think are wrong with me. I just wish you'd stayed around and helped me put them right.
You fight with your right hand. And caress with your left hand. Everyone I know is sick to death of you. . With a tear that's a mile wide. In the kite that you're flying.
The edges are no, no longer parallel. The edges are no, no longer parallel. And there is no law of averages here. If you feel down. Then you're bound to stay down.
He's just too good-natured and. he's got too much money and. he's got too many girlfriends. i'm jealous, that's all. Have you seen him go, though, oh?.
Oh .... I have been smashed again. With the men from the. Old Valhalla Road Crematorium. Boring men with the same old patter. . I am a simple man. Not much to gain or lose.
Legalized theft. Leaves me bereft. I get it straight in the neck. (Somehow expecting no less). A court of justice. With no use for Truth. Lawyer... liar.
(GO ON!). He's romancing you. And chancing his arm. He'll be here. Smiling on time. He's romancing you. And chancing his arm. He'll be here. Smiling on time.
Pashernate love. in any form. whether real or a dream. Pashernate love. could make your system erupt. into wild blisters and boils. . oh, as for me. it still doesn't understand me.
Papa Jack. Wants to turn. Back the clock. And reach out. To the kids. He once had. Who have flown. . Papa Jack. In decline. Feels inclined. To reach out.
Nine times fined. Never mind. Things can only improve. We are just stood here. Waiting for the next great wound. . And we just can't wait to make more mistakes.
Let the right one in. Let the old dreams die. Let the wrong ones go. They cannot. They cannot. They cannot do what you want them to do. Oh .... . Let the right one in.
I came back to my old city. With fierce determination. And I couldn't find my way out of the station. . It's all changed. You were there. Departing, starting.
(I need you). Simple words. But words which had never been heard. By the soul. Stoned to death. But still living. And so he froze where he stood. And he looked to the ground.
Head in the clouds, and a mouthful of pie. head in a blouse, everybody loves him. i see why. Dagenham dave, dagenham dave. oh, dagenham dave. dagenham dave, dagenham dave.
Losing in front of your home crowd. you wished the ground would open up. and take you down. and will time never pass. will time. never pass. for us. .
I turn the music down. And I don't know why, this is my house. I turn the music down. And I don't know why, this is my house. The best friend on the payroll.
Bolt-lock your doors. Alarm your cars. And still we move in closer. Every day. Top of the list. Is your smiling kids. But we'll be smiling too. So that's OK.