You sauntered off and you said how's tricks You can't mix drugs with your politics But we took and talked and lost the plot And after that everything seemed fine In this distinct and beautiful collide We drag each others worlds round under the tide With intoxicated hands Cold cold hearts And well laid plans
Are you listening Are you listening As the days Like the waves Pile up behind you
La la la la la Keep it on Melt my plastic heart And help me move on Why can't I move on?
How do you escape The great pails of pouring rain Go to a foreign land or a house in Spain oh La la la la la la oh Oh how I'd kill to go Erect the gutters and rib us in Life or buildings and medicines We all make the same mistakes Our pitfalls pull us together
Are you listening Are you listening As the days Like the waves Pile up behind you
La la la la la Keep it on Melt my plastic heart And help me move on
Kick this round our bedroom floor Hate the daylight hours which you wont ignore But the tide, the tide has drifted away
Are you listening Are you listening As the days like the waves decisively pull us under
La la la la la You keep it all Melt my plastic heart And help me move on And on and on on And on and on
There's friends for life and accquaintances, There's romance from great distances, There's been so many casualties, But i cannot wallow over these Oh no
by fill ;)
Compositores: David Jonathan Hammond (Hammond Didz), Carl Ashley Raphael Barat (Carl Barat), Gary Armstrong Powell (Dirty Pretty Things), Anthony Rossomando (Dirty Pretty Things) ECAD: Obra #16870580