: Oh, Madonna, Madonna I don't miss you just who you used to be and you don't ring true so please stop calling me Your "I love you"'s are ten
: I hope there's a golden age I pray for my sanity Where we don't have to answer to anyone 'bout anything This is not like a brochure Flying cars
: Lazy Days Calling to you Come out to play The future lies with you Now you can be sure Love is the cure What we're searching for Is to have
: I sit and wait Does an angel contemplate my fate And do they know The places where we go When we're grey and old 'cause I have been told That
: She's taking me places, I should never have been She's showing me faces, I should never have seen Well these are strange days, We're living in
: Tell me a story Where we all change And we'd live our lives together And not enstranged I didn't lose my mind it was mine to give away Couldn'
: Hell is gone and heaven's here There's nothing left for you to fear Shake your arse come over here Now scream I'm a burning effigy Of everything
: I was her she was me We were one we were free And if there's somebody calling me on She's the one If there's somebody calling me on She's the
: Me with the floorshow Kickin' with your torso Boys getting high And the girls even more so Wave your hands if you're not with the man Can I kick
: My breath smells of a thousand fags And when I'm drunk I dance like me Dad I've started to dress a bit like him Early morning when I wake up I
: Close your eyes so you don't feel them They don't need to see you cry I can't promise I will heal you But if you want to I will try I sing this
: Out of a million seeds Only the strongest one breathes You made a miracle mother I'll make a man out of me Daddy where's the sun gone from the
: Come and hold my hand I wanna contact the living Not sure I understand This role I've been given I sit and talk to God And he just laughs at
: So unimpressed but so in awe Such a saint but such a whore So self aware so full of shit So indecisive so adamant I'm contemplating thinking about
: Oh it seemed forever stopped today All the lonely hearts in London Caught a plane and flew away And all the best women are married All the handsome
: He's chosen my attic I feel it in the static He lives in my basement And I can hardly face it My performance is easy I am the god of romance
: Save me from drowning in the sea Beat me up on the beach What a lovely holiday There's nothing funny left to say This sombre song would drain
: Loose lips sunk ships I'm getting to grips with what you said No it's not in my head I can't awaken the dead Day after day Why don't we talk about