Enter my November Boy With eyes like the sea The radio sings "Love Me Do" Yeah I agree And I've used up Every sentence that Love has to offer So silence
with failure And twinkle little Stalin's hung his hat up on my nail you're Gonna wish you had of fought When your last breath comes Cos we never want for
Propped my eyes open with some chemistry I've got a three hour drive and a man to see The blue bruised sky is closing in Cover up well because it looks
Could you say that again babe I've not heard that one before You're looking four years older You're looking for the door I lipsticked "Fuck You" on the
window See its pink veneer Hear the motorway soprano And the Front Street road pitches to the river bank The drivers side is hanging off and rusted And as for
Hey now my red clouds're rolling in To catalogue and number every stone cold dream And I've seen Sal thumbing his way up to the stars I've seen angels
This Girl is a stencil of a brushstroke in the rain She?s a ghost of the city she?s a body through the windscreen This girl is the snowfall where the
I came in like a jackdaw On the drift of an outlaw I heard there's a warrant out For my arrest Among the cute little puritans The ghosts and the hooligans
Tell me Are you really leaving? I fell so far I'm almost on the ceiling You said I've got a way with words I'm not so sure But baby I know I got away