Wake up, months have changed, have fucked me up. I've got the breaks, I've got the breaks. Your laughter takes me from disaster to tears, all washed away on holiday. Come on! Jamaica. I'm gonna take ya away on holiday. Our problems, time will have to solve them someday, on holiday. Warm sun, tells me that it's more fun to stay on holiday. On holiday.
From all the drugs, the one I like more is music. From all the junks, the one I need more is music. From all the boys, the one I take home is music. From all the ladies, the one I kiss is music. Music is my boyfriend, music is my girlfriend. Music is my dead end, music is my imaginary friend. Music is my brother, music is my great grand daughter. Music is my sister, music is my favorite mistress. From all the shit, the one I gotta buy is music. From all the jobs, the one I choose is music. From all the drinks, I get drunk of music. From all the bitches, the one I wannabe is music. Music is my beach house, music is my hometown. Music is my kingsize bed, music is where I meet my friends. Music is my hot, hot bath; music is my hot, hot sex. Music is my back rub, my music is where I'd like you to touch.
Where has your love gone? I was looking but can’t find it anywhere. They always offer when there’s loads of love around, but when you’re short of some, it’s nowher to be found. I know your game, you told him yesterday, 'no chance, you’ll get nothing from me'. But now she’s there, you’re there and everybody’s there and she’s in turmoil as puzzled as can be, just like me. Lets go down, down, low down; where I know I should not go. She thinks she’s the one, but she’s just one in 24. And just because everybody’s doing it, does that mean that I can too? Where has your love gone? it was the antiseptic to the sore. To hold you by the hand, must she first be in demand? How she longs for you to long for her once more. Her eyes went down and cut you up, and there’s nothing like a dirty look from the one you want or the one you lost. An ache in your soul it's everybody’s goal, to get what they can't have. That’s why you’re after her and that’s why she’s after him. But saying it won’t change a thing. Realising it won’t change a thing.
C'mon let's go, I'll find you waiting there. Beyond their violence, dared a light around your soul. You could be my friend, lovely and different, crushing up the stars above us. A guarantee to spoil our rot, tears were once my only way back home. Someone speaks and instantly I'm cold. C'mon let's go, c'mon let's go ! Beyond the great unknown, beyond their punched-up skulls to die upon this road. C'mon let's go, c'mon let's go ! Anesthetized I'm hollow, playing to the dark back row. Assimilate, it's all been staged. I've made mistakes, they penetrate; they're gonna take, it's all the same. They cannot wait, their love spells hate. I wanna love, I wanna love !
He can't help it, the boy can't help it. You can find him scratching around in the dark, just another candle chasing a spark. You can find him screaming along with the ghosts, reminds you he's the one you needed the most. And then you're out, there on your own again; no one believes you when you lie. I still see all the old girls now and then, catching the moonlight as they cry. He can't help it, the boy can't help it. The wrong way round's the right way up when he calls. You can laugh but it won't mean nothing at all. Yes, you can find him scratching away in his room, stumblin' round by the light of the straggler's moon. And then you're out there digging holes again. Six million people can't be wrong. Some day you'll buy the perfect soul and then you can get back where you belong. And then you're out there on your own again; no one believes you when you lie. I still see all the old girls now and then, catching the moonlight when they cry.
You're delicious. Dreaming, slack jawed. Rub my nose in icing sugar, smooth as when this cold and deadly blade kissed the fruit, so soft and gently breathing under your skin. Oh, I'll empty you, I'll empty you, as empty as a boy can be. As empty as a boy can be.
Professionally trendy in the glow of Claphams sun. There’s life after work and it can be such fun. You see all your models in magazines and on the walls. You wanna be just like them, cause they’re so cool. They’re just narcissists. Well, wouldn’t it be nice to be Dorian Gray? Just for a day. They’re just narcissists. Oh, what’s so great to be Dorian Gray everyday? We’re living in a looking glass as the beauty of life goes by. You’re going to be so oh, you’re going to grow so old, your skin so cold. Well, they’re just narcissists.
I don't know where to begin this song I hide away, but I know that you know, and I know that you've been where I've been. It's healing me everyday, it's killing me everyday. Do you still bowl around after dark blowing your hope and your smoke in the rain? I lit a little fire off your chimney spark and I knew then I would never see you naked again. The whole world is our playground. Take the night by the hand and set it on fire again. If I hear this song on the radio, I swear I'll go out of my mind. I try not to think about it all every minute or so, but they sold you as a prize. The whole world is our playground, the whole cell is our playground. Take the night by the hand and set it on fire again.
Do you want to go to the seaside? I'm not trying to say that everybody wants to go. I fell in love at the seaside, I handled my charm with time and slight of hand. But I'm just trying to love you, in any kind of way. But I find it hard to love you boy, when you're far away.
You could be happy and I won't know, but you weren't happy the day I watched you go. And all the things that I wished I had not said are played in loops 'till it's madness in my head. Is it too late to remind you how we were? But not our last days of silence, screaming, blur. Most of what I remember makes me sure I should have stopped you from walking out the door. You could be happy, I hope you are. You made me happier than I'd been by far. Somehow everything I own smells of you, and for the tiniest moment it's all not true. Do the things that you always wanted to, without me there to hold you back. Don't think, just do. More than anything I want to see you, boy; take a glorious bite out of the whole world.
Oh honey, please, don't shed no tears as long as I'm here. It's far too early in the morning to be trying to call you, and far too early in the daytime to be thinking about that. But I am. What did I do in a past life to deserve this? Yeah, the way I make myself. She's far too innocent to be a part of such a cruel world. And it is. And so I'll go, yes I'll go, so I'll take that train and ride; hoping I can write him a rhyme, that might stop the tick of time. Get off this situation and feel fine. What did I do to deserve his love?, I have to ask myself, when I am such a bad woman but only to him, only to him. And so I'll go, yes I'll go, so I'll take that train and ride. Wishing, hoping I can write him a rhyme, that might stop the tick of time. Get off this situation and feel fine.
Go if you want to, I never try to stop you. Know there's a reason for all of this you're feeling low. It's not my call; you couldn't ever love me more. You couldn't love... me, I don't show much. It's not that hard to hide you see in a moment, I can't remember how to be all you wanted. I couldn't ever love you more. I couldn't love... you want me to cry and play my part, I want you to sigh and fall apart. We want this like everyone else. Stay if you want to, I always wait to hear you say 'there's a last kiss', for all the times you run this way. It's not my fault. You couldn't ever love me more. You couldn't love. I couldn't ever love you more. I couldn't love. You want me to lie, not break your heart. I want you to fly, not stop and start. We want us like everything else. Maybe we didnt understand, not just a boy and a girl. It's just the end of the end of the world. Me, I don't say much. It's far, too hard, to make you see in a moment I still forget just how to be all you wanted. I couldn't ever love you more. I couldn't love you more.
The ideal boy, in London from France, came over and left me. He left me entranced. Now I have to get by once again on my own. Nothing but... memories. See, I remember your eyes in their dark shade of brown, while these brown eyes of mine, they stay closed. I kissed you goodbye on the M-109, I choked as I watched the bus go. Choking and smoking to your angelic soul, choking and smoking myself into a hole, where the only way out is to sleep and to dream, and to cry out your name.
Can I hold you one last time, to fight this feeling that is growing in my mind? I know I did us both all so wrong. I know I'm not always all that strong. A, B, C, D, E, F and G; that reminds me of when we were free, before life began to tear us apart. Remember those classes when we thought we were so smart. We were lovers in every way; left school together, went back to my place. Now I can hardly remember his face. Before I met him I was sad. And can I hold you one last time, to fight this feeling that is growing in my mind?