The Story's not over,
Till the cold bitter end,
The truth was still waiting there,
By the sweet summerside,
Enjoy the uncomplicated galaxy
without me, dispose of my body discreetly.
Theres a better damn person to be,
When will reflection be seen?
There's a better damn person to be,
When will you start to act selflessly?
This is such a strange meeting,
A winner and loser,
Save the fucking pep talk man,
I've heard it so many times
Before this was scrambled,
Abandonded and guilty,
devoid of intervention,
devoid of reason completely
Theres a better damn person to be,
When will reflection be seen?
There's a better damn person to be,
When will you start to act selflessly?
(WORDS BORROWED FROM ENGLISH POET KINGSLEY AMIS:
Death has this much to be said for it,
You dont have to get of of bed for this.
Say this shut up,
you talk too fast without thinking what to say.
Any god you like will do to say,
The things you like, that what O'Grady says!
Death has this much to be said for it,
You dont have to get of of bed for this.
The harm lies,
Progression's first and last terms are as I say
Any god you like will do to say,
The things you like, that's what O'Grady says!
A temper tantrum and she stepped out of line,
She climbed the tower and she ceased to be mine,
Oh all the nights that we wined and dined,
How could it be that she ceased to be mine,
Oh, dear love, wont you clim back there,
CLimb back to, my love.
What could I give you to be enough?
Under the thumb of love!
It is a world that proved so unkind.
How could it be that she ceased to be mine?
Into my clutches oh to be so divine?
How could it be that she ceased to be mine?
Oh, dear love, wont you clim back there,
CLimb back to, my love.
What could I give you to be enough?
Under the thumb of love!
She's got a past that haunts her,
She can't let him go,
He's the one, whos got her heart
I'm just a memory
She's still, talking to him.
It's like hes got a hold of her.
I try to make her see,
He's just a memory,
But she's still talking to him.
She's still, talking to him.
It's like hes got a hold of her.
I try to make her see,
He's just a memory,
But she's still talking to him.
She says, he's just a friend,
but I just can't shake the feeling,
That he's the one,
who got her heart,
I'm just a memory
She's still, talking to him.
It's like hes got a hold of her.
I try to make her see,
He's just a memory,
But she's still talking to him.