Put a new shirt on, wash my face in beer Fall through the crowd, and disappear In the teenage magazines, and shopping malls Walk through the wildlife for miles, and miles Hold my breath and count a hundred and ten And back up the hill to start again Watching spiders on the bedroom ceiling They got big plans, so they're not breathing Feel the frisson of tomorrow today I could get up but it won't go away Do nothing to impress my friends Just rub my eyes for hours on end Oh England, my love, you lost me, made me look a fool
I need someone to tell me Everything'll be alright I need someone who'll hold me When the day turns to night I need someone who loves me More than you do Oh we say that's not true And you and me in line as double bill Surrogate heroes on TV and films
I've never met anyone like you I've never done the things you like to do On the way to heaven in a comedy car The new stars of melancholia There's nothing to get angry about We're too hung over to be bad shout??? Oh England, my love, you've tattooed your past all over me
I need someone to tell me Everything'll be alright I need someone who'll hold me When the day turns to night I need someone who loves me More than you do Oh we say that's not true And you and me in line as double bill Surrogate heroes and welcome you will I've got a feeling that nobody's sold I've got a feeling that I should let myself go, go, go
And days will be like this All your life And days will be like this All your life And people will always miss All your life And people will always miss All your life And days will be like this And days will be like this And days will be like this