So the skin has turned its back on me again And it's back to playschool for me and my childhood friend Well get over it!
And the words don't leave my mouth till I've had a dram So I sit in the corner and watch you like the man I am Well get over it! Get over it!
D'you want my side, my side of the story? D'you want my side, my side of the story? Well I want you, want you like I'm eighteen But I'm tied, tied to my baby To my baby Oh!
In another life I'd be drenched in sweat with you But it's this life darlin', and in this life we make do Oh get over it! G-g-g-g-get over it!
Oh, d'you want my side, my side of the story? D'you want my side, my side of the story? Well I want you, want you like I'm eighteen But I'm tied, tied to my baby To my baby My blessed baby
Oh here's my side, my side of the story Well I'm so tired, sick tired of the story! Oh I want that thing that turns the grass green Oh I'd kill my life for, what could I be What could I be?
(Oh yeah, get over it, oh yeah, oh get over yeah, get over it, get over me, get over, get over me, me, me...)
Words are never easy Words are seldom true Words are never simple darling When they're aimed at you
Words are never gentle Words are never plain Words are never what they think they are That's the problem with pain
Words are never my own Try well as they might They break me into pieces, darling From the greatest of heights
I left you in the morning When the tears stained my smile I left you in the morning, darling For a long, long while
Oh and I think life would be so much easier if they had no words And I think life would be so much happier if I knew no words I'd smile at you when I was happy And shed a tear when I was sad Yeah, I think life would be so much easier if I was half the drunken man
Don't blame it on me Oh, blame it on the words Don't blame it on me Oh, blame it on the words
Blame it on the words Blame it on the words Blame it on the words
So, Cinderella sold her soul There's no such thing as rock and roll We all stood in the queue and sold our hearts
I think there was an accident They came as quickly as they went Now I'm half a million miles up in the sky
Standing on the last star Standing on the last star Spinning around
Standing on the last star Standing on the last star Feeling down Trying to find the ground
Don't cry Don't cry I know it'll be alright
I've been trying I've been trying To tell myself that all night
If this is the end of history The final account Nobody to pin your hopes on No money to count Not even lips to say goodbye
Standing on the last star Standing on the last star In the sky
Standing on the last star Standing on the last star There's no decent reason why
Standing on the last star Standing on the last star Waiting to die Somebody left the taps on in the sky
Oh, tell me
Will nothing in the world ever make you happy? Will nothing in the world ever make you happy? Is nothing in the world gonna make you happy? Is nothing in the world gonna make you happy?
Will nothing in the world ever make you happy? Will nothing in the world ever make you happy? Is nothing in the world gonna make you happy? Is nothing in the world gonna make you happy?
Will nothing in the world ever make you happy? Will nothing in the world ever make you happy? Is nothing in the world gonna make you happy? Is nothing in the world gonna make you happy?
All the notebooks in the world can never hold the lives I hold But I've gotta make them real It's like covering a bird in solid steel All of these thoughts that I conceal Through silence
All the hearts in this red world can never hold the love I hold But I'm throwing it away It's like swimming in oceans made of clay Swimming in circles 'round the bay So blindly
Well feed me out to the lions My hearts a lion Feed me out to the lions
well I make excuses pass the buck I play the crowd but it's down to me not luck When the lights are on
The dreaming clouds they're living in They try to hide their master fear But their tears they catch on fire And as they drop they dance with my desire Don't think a plane could get much higher (plane could get much higher) Higher than I do
Just on imagination, just on hope Just on the thought that you will someday have a face Give me a beat and real sound Maybe some feet will reach cold ground To find you
Well feed me out to the lions If I say this one more time Feed me out to the lions
I beg, I hope, I wish, I pray But that's not gonna send me on my way When the lights come on
It's 1 o'clock on a Friday morning, I'm trying to keep my back from the wall. The prophets and their pawns have had another success And I'm wondering why we bother at all.
And I think of you on cold winter mornings, darling They remind me of when we were in school, Nothing really mattered when you called out my name In fact nothing really mattered at all
And I think about how long it will take them to blow us away But I won't get me down! I'm just thankful to be facing the day. Cause days don't get you far when you're young.
It's 5 o' clock on a Friday morning One hundred telephones shake and ring One of those was someone who knew you
And I'll still think of you on cold winter mornings, darling They'll still remind me of when we were in school When they could never have persuaded me, That lives like yours, were in the hands of these erroneous fools
And to those of you who mourn your lives through one day to the next Well let them take you next! Can't you live and be thankful you're here? See - it could be you, tomorrow, next year.
