Lyrics:
Let's go out again
Just as friends
Broken leaves
Fag ends
Depends
Lets' go out again
Just as Friends
Spoken love
It all ends
She says
Let's go out
loneliness
So you can not destroy me
With rouged fag-ends in your ashtray
You can not destroy me
With rouged fag-ends in your ashtray
of emotion for the fag ends of the aristocracy
What would you say, what would you do?
Children and animals two-by-two
Give me the needle, give me the rope
There are ashtrays of emotion for the fag ends of the aristocracy
What would you say, What would you do
Children and animals, two by two
Give me
lovely people
(They come from lovely people)
With a hard line in hypocrisy
There are tears of mediocrity
For the fag ends of the aristocracy
What would
pictures of lord and lady muck
They come from lovely people with a hard line in hypocrisy
There are ashtrays of emotion for the fag ends of the aristocracy
pictures of Lord and Lady Muck
They come from lovely people with a hard line in hypocrisy
There are ashtrays of emotion for the fag ends of the aristocracy
pictures of lord and lady muck
They come from lovely people with a hard line in hypocrisy
There are ashtrays of emotion for the fag ends of the aristocracy
your burd suck on my dick
And then I kick that bitch outside
I can't stand the way she
Talks, shes a teuchter bastards
Came from Fife left a fag end
sign
I see you in the supermarket line
I see you silhouetted on a wall
But I don't see myself there at all
This vessel of Balsa wood
Is the fag
Well, it's the last call at the fag end
Of the wrong bar at the bad end
Of the wrong side of a dog town
On a one way road that takes you down
fag-ends floating in a glass.
I didn't try and make her stay.
I doubt she would have anyway.
I was just trying to use my favorite muse.
It's nice
My heart would be broken but for her
The fag end of winter
I'm in shock, I'm on the ropes, I don't know what's to come
She plucks the splinter from my
hangs from sorry wrinkled jaws
Hateful places of mistaken entwine-ments, cheap wine and shots
Cackling fag end, wine soaked women stagger and sway
to shreds
Never gonna fall for that bullshit again
Play around tie up another loose end
Flicking you off side like the fags end
Stomping you out futile can't
from sorry wrinkled jaws.
Hateful places of mistaken entwine-ments, cheap wine and shots.
Cackling fag end, wine soaked women stagger and sway
Sucking
the end of "what.", I hope you enjoyed it, uh
Bo, oh my God
How are you? I haven't seen you since, like, Freshman year, oh my God
You were so, like,
You’ll be a fag end
Much ever you struggle
They’ll pull you down
Die!
Dead!
Die!
Collect and defend your thoughts
But you will see that you will
Out on the hostile plains of divided England
I laugh
At bureaucrats lie
Flung out like a fag-end
A big red bus
Powered on lies
Three hundred
It’s time to throw your fag ends
Fill your pints with bitter ale
Stand up and gather your friends
And raise your hands
Enjoy the time to unwind
land
His letter lies open
His accusations flow like poison from his every word
My heart would be broken but for Her
The fag-end of winter
I'm in shock,
I drop some grapes of wrath down
The fag ends I will keep
I welcome rays of light in
To your legs in sin
A threesome with a film star
A blue-blonde
got nothing to talk about
Nothing to talk about
Nothing to talk about
Nothing to talk about
Picking up fag-ends of people's conversation
Trying my best
summer,
1944.
The fag end of a fight to bring
The curtain down on war.
The ghost planes scorch the evening sky
Eighty days one summer.
Tails of fire, no
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