The answer's no, it never is but since you've asked
Then it's off with the briefs
Publisher: SONY/ATV MUSIC PUBLISHING UK LTD
Rain in the southeast, men feeling blue
The possibilities suggest themselves to me, we're a little too free
We pause thoughtfully for twenty seconds reprieve
Came down between us lately
Lust and want and need just caved in is it wise?
Mornington crescent, the sun in the east
To paint his apartment, strip down the walls
I've got a job on for a senegalese, rich arbitrator in African law
Songwriters: Richard Colburn, Michael Cooke, Christopher Thoma Geddes, Stephen Thomas Jackson, Bob Michael Kildea, Sarah Ann Martin, Stuart Lee Murdoch
We'll all be lined up, irrelevant fame
Swine to all your friends, all the ladies and the men
Next to the broker, the nurse and the drunk
I love the exquisite array, I love the camp as camp parade
Had a good time, life became fruitless, egotistic
Rich apartments, old punk posters, tartan garments
Mornington crescent, sin is my game
I was a joker, the wannabe punk, that got lucky
The possibilities suggest themselves to me
Mornington crescent, I think of you
Men in their bowlers, kids with their spats
Ladies with chauffeurs, dogs wearing hats and jackets