Why do you come here? And why, why do you hang around? I'm so sorry, oh, I'm so sorry Why do you come here When you know it makes things hard for me?
Here is London, giddy of London Is it home of the free, or what? Can you squeeze me Into an empty page of your diary And psychologically save me? I've
Happy lovers, back together. Uh, and I do feel proud. Happy lovers, reunited. Uh, and I do feel proud now. I'm not the type to boost as you know, Thou
Our unsleepable friend Gets the message on an ill wind All your friends and your foes Would rather die than have to touch you To say the least, I'm truly
There are some bad people on the rise There are some bad people on the rise They're saving their own skins by ruining people's lives Bad, bad people
Ouija Board Would you work for me ? I have got to say "Hello to an old friend" Ouija Board, Ouija Board, Ouija Board Would you work for me? I have got
He knows, he knows Or I think he does 'Cause when I lived In the arse of the world He knows, he knows He knows I'd love To see him happy Or as close as
Such a little thing Such a little thing But the difference it made was grave There you go Wielding a bicycle chain Oh, why won't you change? Change and
I'm calling you from the foyer Of the Sands Hotel Where the men and the women Are acquainted quite well And the drunkards keep on drinking And oh, my
Please help the cause against loneliness Would you like to note my home address ? Please help the cause against loneliness Would you kindly note my inside
way On the rack I was Easy meat, and a reasonably good buy A reasonably good buy The Piccadilly palare Was just silly slang Between me and the boys in my gang So bona
Trudging slowly over wet sand Back to the bench where your clothes were stolen This is the coastal town that they forgot to close down Armageddon, come
When your gift unfurls When your talent becomes apparent I will roar from the stalls I will gurgle from the circle The saints smile shyly Down on you
I'm writing this to say In a gentle way Thank you, but no I will live my life as I Will undoubtedly die, alone I'm writing this to say In a gentle way
May this lovely letter reach its destination if only Question one is why do you pretend that you like me? Oh Phoney See how the outside contradicts
Yes, I am blind , no I can't see The good things, just the bad things, oh Yes, I am blind, no I can't see There must be something horribly wrong with
Let the right one in Let the old dreams die Let the wrong ones go They cannot, they cannot They cannot do what you want them to do, oh Let the right
Sleep on and dream of love Because it?s the closest you will get to love, oh Poor twisted child, so ugly, so ugly Poor twisted child, oh hug me, oh hug
