Lyrics:
And the cregagh glens in summer and coming back
To Hyndford Street, feeling wondrous and lit up inside
With a sense of everlasting life
And reading Mr. Jelly
influenced by the ghetto you ruined
That same dude you gave nothing, I made something doing
What I do through and through and
I give you the news, with
I've been up in the clouds
I've been shrugging off shrouds
And I'm feeling in love
Hate step back, my smile might just crack
Can't stop grins
Years gone by, biting my lip
All the while, all this time I knew
Now you're on your own, one for the pages
Over the hill and through the ages
Does
Good morning Mr. Edminton
Mr. Edminton how are you feeling today?
I trust that life is treating you
The way that you want it to
Of course I'm
Standin' down on Main Street across from Mr. Blues
In my faded leather jacket and my weathered Brogan shoes
A chill north wind was blowin' but
Standin' down on Main Street across from Mr. Blues
In my faded leather jacket and my weathered Brogan shoes
A chill north wind was blowin' but
If you´re feeling alone
Then just pick up your phone
Dial 18 double 0 Mr. Torture
Mr. Torture sells pain
Only sixty cents a minute
For his
Hey looky here see me grin ear to ear all aglow I'm so bamboozled
(Bamboozled)
Hey look at me walking tall as a tree since I got a lot bamboozled
song to share
everyone has a silly grin
aware release is nearly here
Mrs. Songbyrd
sing your melodies
don't you know
we're feeling low
and you're
looking sick
I would've helped, at least I thought I ought to
He flashed me an appearing grin
I stopped and took the feeling in
I wasn't sure but something
but it's blowing on all our friends
We're gonna sit and grin and tell our grandchildren
About the time I called this Guy it was four in the morning
heart raced, better get back soon
Roos bouncing by, night starts to fall
Jack's feeling tense, shadows growing tall
Eyes in the dark, whispers drawing
and a grin
Twenty four hours later
With a shot and a chaser
Then we're going to do it all again
Ooh yeah
Hey there Mr. Hollywood
You and me are not the same
You`re distant honey - Mr. Cool
You lock up your feelings - nobody`s fool
You`re facing the world
With your fist clenched tight
Tough guy - tough
feelings, I feel like I play for the Saints
I just wanna hurt you, aim for the skanks
Then aim for all these fake Kanyes, Jays, Waynes and the Drakes
I'm
pennies out there
For it bore the gift of a generation
The penny it was thought could amplify its luck
By hiding it inside a cuckoo clock
But Mr. Money
start in life
Somewhere to place affection
But I didn't want a wife
And then by lucky chance I saw
In a special magazine
An ad that was unusual
anybody care.
Where's the man, where's the child
Wrapped together side by side.
Who can tell you what to do,
When Mr. Time has come for you.
See
As the rain is pissing down upon us
In a world abandoned by the light
Dust settling like snow on empty bottles
Rats given free reign mediaeval style
start in life
Somewhere to place affection
But I didn't want a wife
And then by lucky chance I saw
In a special magazine
An ad that was unusual
feelings, I feel like I play for the Saints
I just wanna hurt you, aim for the skanks
Then aim for all these fake Kanyes, Jays, Waynes and the Drakes
I'm
beside me looking sick
I would've helped, at least I thought I ought to
He flashed me an appearing grin, I stopped and took the feeling in
I wasn't sure,
don't care anymore about you
I'm feeling a whole lot of lonely
With no one to hold me tonight
I'm watching the clock as the seconds pass by
You show up
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