Frozen in thought, please take my coat I'll warm your heart until it burns I know that things can't get much worse
When a doctor is prescribing soap and water for your living hell And a heavenly choir of angels are p***ing down your wishing well The screaming stars will light our way The screaming stars will light our way
Oh my friend, you seem so pale The highest point, the dove-tail The simple shapes and colours form against the trees The sweetest tonic for the disease
And a doctor is prescribing soap and water for your living hell While a heavenly choir of angels are p***ing down your wishing well November, Take my coat, it's cold
The screaming stars will light our way The screaming stars will light our way The screaming stars light our way The screaming stars will light our way
Suited and booted for a night out on the town With a sleeping bag and a couple of cans It's Saturday
Suited and booted run a flick-comb through my hair And if you don't speak the word on the street Na na na nah no-one there...
All dressed up and I'm in my prime All dressed up and I wear what I like I'm soon to be seen 'Cos the city is mean All dressed up and I wear my soul While my mind is warm but my heart's still cold I'm back on the scene I'm fighting keen
Suited and booted, talking in the old cliches Like the how-d'you-do's and the I-love-yous It's Saturday
Still cocteau-colours blow to the wind With a downtown downbeat gaze Looking for the uptown up temper lads Na na na na nah flick-knife through
All dressed up and I'm in my prime All dressed up and I wear what I like I'm soon to be seen 'Cos the city is mean All dressed up and I wear my soul While my mind is warm but my heart's still cold I'm back on the scene I'm fighting keen Ahowww!
All dressed up and I'm in my prime All dressed up, wear what I like I'm soon to be seen 'Cos the city is mean
All dressed up with a mean tattoo If you dont look round I'll make sure that you do I'll kill to be seen An identity.
The vows are made like a halfsung tune The dreams are laid like the table in the bedsit room The bedsprings twang like a pizzacato string And they make love Like mocking birds do sing Like mocking birds do sing Like mocking birds do sing
Could they understand With marriage blisters all over their hands? Could they understand With marriage blisters over their hands?
The punches land like the rain on a dirty street The sun goes down like the whiskey bottle by his feet The tears jing like salt on a wedding ring And they make love Like mocking birds do sing Like mocking birds do sing Like mocking birds do sing
Could they understand With marriage blisters over their hands? Could they understand With marriage blisters over their hands? Could they understand With marriage blisters over their hands? Could they understand With marriage blisters over their hands?
Could they understand With marriage blisters over their hands? Could they understand With marriage blisters over and over their hands? Over and over their hands? over and over their Could they understand With marriage blisters over their hands?
Leopardskin bedspread Housewife superstar A feather boa constricts her Punching neckline Doctors design Goodbye to cellulite Hello to silicone
Sunken dreamboat Resigned to talkshows Serial seducer Queen medusa Praised on marzipan Good time tamazipan Goodbye to cellulite Hello to silicone
Bah.. bah bah.. bah bah bah.. bah bah... etc
Terminal groupie Horsey horsey Fine art collects her A feather boa constricts her Immortal has-been From eighteen to eighty Goodbye cellulite Hello to silicon
May I see your daughter May I see your daughter Mr Boyd, can I ask her to play May I see your daughter May I ask your daughter Mr Boyd, ask if she wants to play
We must stop playing now Cos we're all growing old We must leave all the time Cos we haven't got long
May I see your daughter May I ask your daughter Mr Boyd, can I ask her to play Can I have your daughter Can I have your daughter Mr Boyd, ask if she wants to play Oh...
Mr Boyd you have played Now its our turn to leave My Boyd you have taken Now its your turn to give Oh give
I will see your daughter She will see we oughta Not be listening to anything you say We will sing and dance together In all kinds of weather While you Mr Boyd watch us play
La la la la laa la La la la la laa laa Loo la la, loo la laa, loo la laa La la la la laa la La la la la laa laa Loo la la, loo la laa, loo la laa Ohh...
Loo la la la laa la Loo la la la laa laa Loo la la, loo la laa, loo la laa Loo la la la laa la Loo la la la laa laa Loo la la, loo la laa, loo la laa Ohh...
Sunday lunch at the Windsor's Stealing all of the family silver We're gonna melt it all down There's a new king in town Ohh, He's got the cut in the rug, yeah The chances are that you'll never see his face He will brighten your day Got the methods that pay
Well the sky opened up And the weather fell out on our town We all drowned for love in the clouds And the one and only His affectionate majesty Made a decree to work on e
I'm the king of Kissingdom I'm the king of all the dreams you never had I'm the king of Kissingdom I'm the king of all the dreams you never had
Kissing them through the windscreens God was speeding us to the palace gates Tripping over our smile We stood and rang on the bell We all got drunk on his favour But only sober enough to roll along His faithful subjects in pain It's cold turkey a day,
And the one and only His affectionate majesty Made a decree to work on e
I'm the king of Kissingdom I'm the king of all the dreams you never had I'm the king of Kissingdom I'm the king of all the dreams you never had I'm the king of Kissingdom I'm the king, I'm the king I'm the king of Kissingdom I'm the king of all the dreams you never had
In there, all the King's whores And all the King's hitmen Over there, all the King's inlores They're inbred and in there
You could never say no, no No no, no no, You could never say no, no, no no No no, no no Whooo! I'm the king of all the dreams you never had I'm the king of Kissingdom I'm the king of all the dreams you never had
I'm a killer with a tuning fork I'm a timer and I tick and tock in time I dive Turn my world the wrong way up I turn it upside down That's why I find I dive
Unanswered questions Questionable answers I don't know You know you should never fall in love You should dive, dive
Take a dip into the hotly blue Your heart will leave your hands and you will thrive Dive As we sink into the salty brine With our walkmans playing Sparkle We still shine Shine
Unanswered questions Questionable answers I don't know You know you should never fall in love Dive, dive
Unanswered questions Questionable answers I don't know She said "Jake, you don't fall in love" You dive, dive, dive
The greatest living painter Painted in a painted corner THe greatest on the Earth Has never stepped on land He's standing on a goldmine I could make it all mine, all mine But I don't want your mine Just your...
If you took my hand Would it still be blind Cos you don't sparkle You don't shine Sparkle in my eyes And if you took my hand Would it still be blind You don't sparkle You don't shine Sparkle in my Sparkle in my eyes
The greatest living singer Stuck inside a damp bedsitter The greatest on the Earth Never stepped on land For services rendered A party full of great pretenders The champagne wasn't chilled Such a dreadful oversight
If you took my hand Would it still be blind Cos you don't sparkle You don't shine Sparkle in my eyes Oh no, you You don't sparkle in my eyes
If you took my hand Would it still be blind Cos you don't sparkle You don't shine Sparkle in my eyes And if you took my hand Would it still be blind You don't sparkle You don't shine Sparkle in my eyes Oh no, you You don't sparkle in my You don't sparkle in my eyes
I'm a singer who comes, but I'm a lover who can I'm a lover who can I'm a beggar who wants but I'll take what I can I'll take what I can I will give her it all, but she will always say no 'Cos she says she's the queen of the driven snow
Oh here comes April 1st She's welcoming me She hasn't a doormat and I haven't a key I gave a flower, she sent her family tree Dont rewrite the books Just rewrite the title She helped me to be somebody I didn't like at all April 1st, the first of a lie
I'm a protest lover with a protest song She's a loser that's bad That's why you should have won I would give her it all but she would always say no (no) 'Cos she says she's the queen of the driven snow Oh yeah, driven snow Oh yeah, oh no
Here comes April 1st She's welcoming me She hasn't a doormat and I haven't a key I gave a flower, she sent her family tree Dont rewrite the books Just rewrite the title She helped me to be somebody I didn't like at all April 1st, the first of a line
Here comes April 1st She's welcoming me She hasn't a doormat and I haven't a key I gave a flower, she sent her family tree She took her personality on the dose And sniffed the world right up her nose On April, April circles Now I did the dishes, she dished the dirt She had the world revolving right round her skirt Oh April 1st The last of the first
