with a train set Chocolate on the boil, steamy windows when we met You've got the attic window lookin' out on the cathedral And on a Sunday evening bells
I'm the singer, I'm the singer in the band You're the loser, I won't dismiss you out of hand You've got a beautiful face It will take you places You
start to fight I put on my headphones and I, I tune out, I am an devout The girls are singing about my life But they're not here, they've got the, the wild life
For the price of a cup of tea You'd get a line of coke For the price of a night with me You'd be the village joke For the price of a pint of milk I'll
fame Next to the broker, the nurse and the drunk I was a joker, the wannabe punk, that got lucky Had a good time, life became fruitless, egotistic Swine
Morning prayers took the girl unawares She was late for class and she knew it The broadcaster had a voice that was soothing She couldn't tell if it was
Tired like the beggar with the cold inside his bones And looking for the pleasure that he knew was so far gone So far gone I took a turn to myself and
Well, my heart has fallen down Thought I'd talked myself around But to be myself completely I've just got to let you down Well, I knew I'd say goodbye
hall You'?re the one I?'m talking to, when I get in from my work You are my girl and you don?t even know it I am livin' out the life of a poet, I am the
Well, look at the kid from school He's teaching mamas and papas how to be a little cool He's changing fashion, the way he dress The tracksuits are old
You're a white collar boy and you gave into the law Give in to the pressure, the cops gonna getcha You were a thieving dog at work until they caught your
Millions of people never start in the race There's stuff on our plates that has not been alive Someone pays full price for my cheap flight life Sunshine
and the attic cold She had to press her nose on the refectory wall They served steamed puddings, she went without She had to pose for life for all the
comply And if they hit the spot You can let yourself cry And when the teardrops stop, I will take you for a drive I'll explain all I know about the spiritual side Life
译文: 塞巴斯蒂安，百丽. 在人生追求.
with a train set Chocolate on the boil, steamy windows when we met You?ve got the attic window looking out on the cathedral And on a Sunday evening bells
: Morning prayers took the girl unawares She was late for class and she knew it The broadcaster had a voice that was soothing She couldn?t tell if it
: You?re a white collar boy and you gave into the law Give in to the pressure the cops gonna getcha You were a thieving dog at work until they caught
