Big Madness Lyrics - Singles - Fatima Mansions

in the winter in a seaside boarding house 

the killer swigs and wheels 

round his room telling how he made that 

weeping spinster kneel 

yellow light seeps through a fly-glown lampshade 

fading with the dawn 

he yells and laughs, "they all wanted it -- it was easy so 

how could it be wrong?" 

five am and the seas are boiling 

five am and the windows crack 

five am and my hands are on you 

big madness 

big madness 

when i phone you just to hear your voice, oh please 

don't judge me so 

it's just that i don't think i'll rise again till i've seen 

how low i can go 

next springtime when i'm gone for good and you struggle 

to find the words 

cruel enough through all these dying countenance 

my stupid laughter will be heard 

five am and the seas are boiling 

five am and the windows crack 

five am and my hands are on you 

big madness 

big madness 

big madness