Sad as a story, my rainy day girl. Sat on her hands in a sugar-free world. Mimed in a million video games. Bad to the bone like the garbage she's made.
with eyes of blue. and eyes of green. and eyes that watch. the drum machine. . and eyes of green. and eyes of blue. a thousand eyes. stare back at you.
in the corner of your mind. there's a place you go to hide. where the lonely years reside. there's a secret life for sale. watch the world inside your brain.
I'm so sorry to hear about the news, don't you worry. I'll buy us a bottle and we'll drink in the petrol fumes. I'm so sorry to hear about your world, don't you worry.
I was born as a pantomime horse. Ugly as the sun when he falls to the floor. I was cut from the wreckage one time. This is what I get for being that way.
Picking poppies in the sky. Dripping as the world went by. Licking lollies in the sun. Melting like your sugar love, oh. . You, you were my oxygen. You, were my winter sun.
painted people get you going and i'll smother that pig in a holy scene. it ain't too hard to see. the paint, my love gets you going like you wanna be got for the next world.
By the roadside shrine there's a place. Selling bouquets of cellophane. That's where they meet in this desolate place. And the more they see. the more they say.
And baby is it one love, one mind,. one word the kids all follow. One word, one mind, one love the kids all follow. And they're the ones that rock the beats.
Is it my imagination. Or is that a cardboard sky?. Is it just this situation. That's made me lose my mind?. . I don't need you to be sorry. I just wanted you to know.
We sit in silence. A marriage license. Is all you know. All you know, all you know. . We sit and chew gum. Watch television. And you know. And you know, and you know.
It's the way you pick your clothes off the floor. It's the way you scratch your skin when you yawn. It's the t-shirts that you choose like you're in the air force.
I wake up every day to see her back again. Screaming my name through the astral plane. And in this catalogue town she takes me down. Down through the platinum spires.
In the high life, I've got this feeling now. I've got this horrible feeling. on the escalator they took it out on him. as the ridiculous world went... oh.
shame on me well I had the beast you see. and if he can take it I can take him home with me. shame on her she's a lovely little number. and when we go lassoing you get lassoed, all of you.
In a hired car she will come to England from the sea. And as the tide flows the London snows will come. And from the skyline shines the lies of the government's singular history.
You thought you'd come and amaze me honey. You thought you'd come on and amaze me with your money. You thought you'd come and amaze me honey. Get flash get cash get phoney.
Welcome unto me, my winter son. We could lie on the rails. And when the morning comes. We'll be miles away, miles away. . Slipping away while the city sleeps.
Well, she's show showing it off then. The glitter in her lovely eyes. Show, show showing it off then. And all the people shake their money in time. . She sells hearts.
I see you in my life. I see you on the screen. An ascending socialite. Orbiting the scene. . Everybody wants you now. Everybody wants to be a part of your crowd.