All my saints have taken bribes Singing going going gone All the angels taken dives Leaving you the only one If I lose a sequin here and there More salt
The birds are the keepers of our secret As they saw us where we lay In the deepest grass of springtime In a reckless guilty haze And they wove a sweet
I haven't been myself of late I haven't slept for several days But coming home I feel like I Designed these buildings I walk by You know you drive me
So I'm there charging around with a juggernaut brow Overdraft, speeches and deadlines to make Cramming commitments like cats in a sack Telephone burn
I throw this to the wind But what if I was right Well, did you trust your noble dreams And gentle expectations to the mercy of the night? The night will
Gotta get out of TV Just pick a point and go The ticker-tape tangles my feet As I search for a face that I know Come on, tower crane driver There's not
I can't undo the day It won't go, won't go under the rug I pull all the stops And you, you pull the plug These are soberer days And I know it can't be
I walked with the river in kind of a dream Hand in hand, the all knowing river and me To the clamor of rushes and deeply barren trees A drunk making blossom
Are we having the time of our life? Are we having the time of our lives? Are we coming across clear? Are we coming across fine? Are we part of the plan
Best intentions bring joyless droughts Pack your hacksaw come push me out When your dentures prevent your smile These adventures will fill your eyes
A frieze of you is with me now A frieze of you with knitted brow A frieze of you asking how I could If you're inclined, to prove myself If you're inclined
The fix is in There's a nag gonna dance home at Epsom The fix is in Can't wait to see how it upsets 'em Too many times we've been postally pipped We'
Before leaving get to the bar No one 'round here makes you pay Never very good at goodbyes So gentle shoulder charge, love you, mate Love you, mate Salford
Chorus(2x)-all I bet you won't Elbow a nigga,elbow a nigga Elbow a nigga,elbow a nigga I bet you won't Stomp motherfucker stomp Motherfucker stomp Stomp
Oh, Glenn Don't come to the house tonight Oh, Glenn Oh, Glenn Don't come to the house tonight Oh, Glenn Because there's somebody here Who really really
sold to us Without a fuss And gave us lots of elbow room, Oh, elbow room, elbow room, Got to, got to get us some elbow room. Its the West or bust, In
Drinking in the morning sun Blinking in the morning sun Shaking off the heavy one Heavy like a loaded gun What made me behave that way? Using words I
I plant the kind of kiss That wouldn't wake a baby On the self same face The lie wouldn't let me sleep And the street is singing with my feet And dawn