I was holding up a cigarette and trying to find my mouth Tyring hard to look so cool like any other ticket tout People sipping on each other's blood, they're all out for the count Talking turkey all around me, what are they all on about?
It's the world and all its problems The world and all its problems The world and all its problems
I'm walking out it's past midnight, so I stay in the light Please stop breathing on my shoulder, he's just trying to start a fight He says "What was that you called me?" And something says I might Just try to reason with him, where's the beaten track tonight?
Jesus Gandhi's on a limb out where good guys don't go Telling all these parables that everybody knows And no-one wants to hear them cos he tells them all so slow You can catch him on the news when he becomes a superhero
I'm sitting on your sofa Thinking about how things rhyme How I wish you'd plug the dansette in And turn it up just one more time One more time
Everybody wants all the truth but it's easier to lie Me I love this girl called Ruth, we had to say goodbye I loved her so much sometimes that it made me wanna die And I'd hate her so much sometimes and we knew the reason why