Four floors down, but more floors up
Nice service, nice nibbles
Really pretty, pretty desperate
Aren't we all
An open heart is like a nose job
Beautiful but blatantly obvious
I suggest i'm too thirsty-coppered
Dehydrated that is...to cry anymore
But it's just not true
I could shed enough to fill a
Lady's pint glass
Nervous and early
Not late and laid back
Lovely and needy
Not ugly and secure
Tragic and magic and a riverside bore
Just like I
Need me say more?
Bloody hell...anyway, a
Stiffness, a stiffness returns, at least
It's physical
Another nine thirty
Another Friday nightmarish
It's always pissing down here
Eyes move quicker then quicksand
Which is not very fast
That's a good friend when he is grey
That is an old acquaintance
Or is it?
French?
Or Spanish?
Either way...it's an unknown
So do you have a dream for St. Helens?
I see you, stifling another yawn
I me see, this body is in a dark place
The sparklies cannot compete here
The spoon-fed luckiest are joyous
Have been working out by the looks of it
You're best off out of it and on this showing
I love you Japanese people
I love you blue boys, c'mon c'mon
I will walk on the shingle and absorb nuclear
I will observe dress sense and guess nationalities
I will browse through old photos and remember
Happier times
Happier times
It is her, my god it is her
This is just the pits, definitely hanging
Out with the wrong people
This is a wind-up
Howling like a couple of banshees
That is the tall and the short of it
Ugly ugly ugly
Indigenous people are attractive on the eye
Not I
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