All around - but my head's still aching
Tide's turning, stomach's churning
Deep down the fire's still burning'
Well it smells so sweet I can almost taste it
It's one of those feelings, better not waste it
Hold on - Moving too fast
Slow down - Make it last
Can't see - Struck me blind
Can't stop - Now I've made up my mind
The first time she walked in unstable
She was dressed to kill
No prizes for guessing who was dying'
And the whole damned world's against me
Shouldn't waste any more precious time
Drowning myself in shallow self pity'
Then maybe we won't have to wait, no more'
'Dressed in silk and satin
I want you leather bound
Come on, roll it over
And I'll let you grease it down'
I know you're back around.
Because I can taste it from a mile away,
You don't have to make a sound.'
'Dust me down I'm broken, all over you
Standing around like I've got nothing to do
Well wake me up and hold me, catch my fall
I need putting back together now, 'cause I've lost it all'
Sorted out his petty quarrels
No street fighter no man of steel
Just easy action, shoot to kill'
'It's your Dad -
and don't you think it's funny,
It's your Dad -
and he's doing it for money.'
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All lyrics (c) Gary Pearce