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Paroles: Servant (The). The Servant. Beautiful Thing.


Sucking on blackcurrant juice out carton
You flick on your loosest tooth with your tongue
Up on the edge on the high rise roof
Oh let me touch you
You've got jet pilot eyes that barely see me
Fizzing E105 across my body
I'm on the edge of a high rise roof
I made you laugh
I knew I could

Beautiful thing
Is it only seratonin ?
Feel my blood thin
Beautiful thing

Another dusk is falling on this hollow town
An aeroplane is calling from inside a cloud
You're talking to me on a high rise roof
Oh god that means you may...
Oh god I feel your arm up on mine
As you go to dangle them over the side
I'm on the edge of a high rise roof
I made you laugh
I thought that maybe I could

Beautiful thing
Is it only seratonin ?
Feel my blood thin
Beautiful thing
Beautiful thing
Is it only seratonin ?
Feel my blood thin
Beautiful Thing

Now can I get you to let me kiss you ?
Look at all the specks the orange flecks there beneath you
Sucking on blackcurrant juice out carton
You flick on your loosest tooth with your tongue
I'm on the edge of a high rise roof
I made you laugh
Yeah I thought that maybe I could

Beautiful Thing...