If I was a londoner, rich with complaint Would you take me back to your house Which is sainted with lust and the listless shade If I could have held you once more with that light It's nothing to you, but it keeps me alive Like a valentine's day, it's a valentine's heart, anyway
The king and the ages, they fall by the plan It's always the tired and the ordinary man (it's the) challenge it's funny and such I want to see you again I want to see you again It's so simple and plain But I'll come back and see you again
The lie is the angel, it doesn't exist I tell you it's funny but you like just to twist all my words It's a shame you're so young My word, it's a shame I'm so dumb I figure a house with the smoke and the fence The people round here would be pleased Take my word on this
I would believe just in you, just believe in you And five days to catch me around with my ring As I visit the friendships which meant everything to the girl With the clown's face, to the girl with the clowns face, round here
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