Six in the morning The men started working I can't sleep No, I can't sleep I keep feeling the lights So I think I should get up and call you Going to
I know a spell That would you make help Write about love, it could be in any tense, but it must make sense I know a trick Forget that you are sick Write
I want the world to stop (I want the world to stop) Give me the morning (give me the understanding) I want the world to stop (I want the world to stop
I've seen God in the sun I've seen God in the street God before bed and the promise of sleep God in my dreams and the free ride of grace But it all disappears
Morning prayers took the girl unawares She was late for class and she knew it The broadcaster had a voice that was soothing She couldn?t tell if it was
Love and pain and sorrow Keep the band together She was like my soulmate Whispered in my ear Love was playing music It was all we wanted Making plastic
You?re a white collar boy and you gave into the law Give in to the pressure the cops gonna getcha You were a thieving dog at work until they caught your
Look at the kid from school He?s teaching mamas and papas how to be a little cool He?s changing fashion, the way he dress The tracksuits are old, and
with a train set Chocolate on the boil, steamy windows when we met You?ve got the attic window looking out on the cathedral And on a Sunday evening bells
I?m the singer, I?m the singer in the band You?re the loser, I won?t dismiss you out of hand Cos you?ve got a beautiful face It will take you places
There is no hole in which to hide There is no plane to catch No hope, tell them that's warm enough No rent to a room that's quiet A friend I've known
Sukie was the kid, she liked to hangout in the graveyard She did brass rubbings, she learned you never had to press hard When she finished hanging out
Tired like the beggar with the cold inside his bones Looking for the pleasure that he knew was so far gone So far gone I took a turn to myself And I was
Honey?d sweet apples, they?re rotting away Millions of people never start in the race There?s stuff on out plates that has not been alive Someone pays
Well my heart has fallen down Thought I?d talked myself around But to be myself completely I?ve just got to let you down Well I knew I?d say goodbye
I?m bored out my mind Too sick to even care I?ll take a little walk Nobody?s going to know I?m in senior year It gives you a little free time I?ll just
Mornington Crescent I think of you Rain in the southeast Men feeling blue Men with their bowlers Kids with their spats Ladies with chauffeurs Dogs wearing
Honey lovin you is the greatest thing I get to be myself and I get to sing I get to play at being irresponsible I come home late at night and I love
