All we seem to do is talk about it we always end up shouting about it there was a time we could overcome it But it's too late to say we'll just forget
Puts up the closed sign does the man in the corner shop Serves his last then he says goodbye to him He knows it is a hard life But its nice to be your
This is a modern world - This is the modern world What kind of a fool do you think I am? You think I know nothing of the modern world All my life has
Rainclouds came and stole my thunder - Left me barren like a desert But a sunshine girl like you It's worth going through - I will never be embarrassed
You say that you miss him I can tell by the way you kiss him Get yourself together And you'll be alright You say that you love him Now he's gone so please
Come down - your tea is on the table Nothing seems to matter anymore And if you're good we'll go out on Sunday Spend the whole day thinking of you Take
When I'm in the crowd, I don't see anything My mind goes a blank, in the humid sunshine when I'm in the crowd I don't see anything I fall into a trance
The streets of pleasure took you to top But every light was red and every sign said stop I felt so confined, just like glued to this spot, oh 'Cause
Kid walks down the street Bumps into emptiness Pow! Kid looks at the sky Looks at his watch Decides to go home Zap! Kid spies pretty girl Walks up to
High town - high street connections With clothes at the top of my list You could steal things from the jewelry department But you can't take kind or
Feel is a word I can't explain At least not in words that are plain Make it easy to express But I'll try to do my best To hit you where it counts I just
So sad about us So sad about us Sad - never meant to break up Sad - suppose we'll never make up Sad about us So bad about us So bad about us Bad -
Saturday's boys live life with insults, Drink lots of beer and wait for half time results, Afternoon tea in the light-a-bite - chat up the girls - they
Found myself in a strange town Though I've only been here for three weeks now I've got blisters on my feet Trying find a friend in Oxford Street I bought
Baby when I found out you were lying Playing around and conniving Undesired tears I was crying 'Cause sugar coated as I was buying I was just a backseat
A police car and a screaming siren - A pnuematic drill and ripped up concrete - A baby waiting and stray dog howling - The screech of brakes and lamplights
Bring you a tale from the pastel fields Where we ran when we were young This is a tale from the water meadows Trying to spread some hope into your heart
Closer than close - you see yourself - A mirrored image - of what you wanted to be. As each day goes by - a little more - You can't remember - what it
