Lyrics:
Here I lie in my hospital bed
Tell me, sister morphine, when are you coming round again?
Oh, I don't think I can wait that long
Oh, you see that my
you gotta do
We're not listening that way
'Cause it's gold solid gold
We are gold solid gold
Take a trip and I'll meet you there
We'll hang out
Four strong winds that blow lonely
Seven seas that run high
All those things that don't change
Come what may
But our good times are all gone
that martyrs are made
A one-gun salute for the new independence day
They'll hallow your name
They'll hallow your name for your sacrifice
The sins
That I needed in this world
You are the one for me (one for me)
Let me hold you in my arms
Thrill you with my charms
Darling, then you'll see,
of the British Empire
That doesn't sound too good to me
Gilbert and George are taking the piss aren't they
Gilbert and George are taking the piss
What could be
Raindrops on roses and whiskers on kittens
Bright copper kettles and warm woolen mittens
Brown paper packages tied up with strings
These are a few
your hand? I did (I did, I did, I did)
Do you ever feel you're someone else inside
And no one understands you are (you are)
And wanna disappear
just let go
When you're open up
When your scream out when
Don't stop the show
When when when
I'm putin this work in so
When are you cum'nn oh
When
bad....
And I'm lookin' for a kiss
Why wontcha tell me, why those kids are movin' so slow
Is it just because they don't have no place to go
When
Annie's back in town
Well I know why you're drinking
I know your alibi
So don't make excuses
Those are tears in your eyes
And you're falling back
In
And the kids are gone but their souls remain
Zephyr and I sort out our long-term memories
"Do you remember," he says, "the 1970's?"
This was a youth mall
Lonesome, lonesome and blue.
My arms want to hold you,
In dreams that come true.
Lonesome, oh, where are you?
These eyes want to hold you and see
the soap won't lather
And oh...
You know you are the only one
Yes you are the only one
Yes you are the only one
I wouldn't be here
The ones who don't do anything are the ones who try to put you down
You could spend your entire life in the nowhere land of self
When did they teach
A wise man to pout?
It's not your little boy hands
It's not your little boy name
It's those big boy hands
That are the ones
She's got no money but come tomorrow
What she ain't got you know she'll borrow
Life's a game and games are for playing
So listen now to what she's
are
To what you could be
Opening Mind
Reaching out for something better
Changing my life
A revolution of the heart
There's a beating heart
of your Essex man
I'm well familiar with the Hindustan
'Cause my neighbors are half English too
My breakfast was half English
And so am I you know
I
without a home
And a pensioner in need
Those whose lives are ruled by dogma
Are waiting for a sign
The Better Dead Than Red Brigade
Are listening
Ah here's a dance you should know
Ah baby when the lights are down low
I say grab your baby then go
If you don't know how to do it man you're
Darling just be yourself tonight.
There's nothing wrong with the way you feel.
The moon and stars are in the sky.
We're centuries apart
Are you ready Steve? Uh-huh
Andy? Yeah
Mick? Okay
Alright fellas, let's go!
Oh it's been getting so hard
Living with the things you do to me
For I breathe it every day.
You and I are yesterday's answers,
The earth of the past came to flesh,
Eroded by Time's rivers
To the shapes we now
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