I wonder past this sight with indifference. We talked twelve miles an hour by the side of the road. Me and my conscience listened pensively to the words of a different breed I wonder by with starry eyes a shadow of my former dome and. She looks at me and kisses softly If love exists this must be it see She stands and walks straight through the door I wanted her I wanted her All I want to say is I need you In every single way I don’t need Believe me when I say you don’t need me Believe me when I say you touched me in someway.

I wonder past this sight with indifference. We talked twelve miles an hour by the side of the road. Me and my conscience listened pensively to the words of a different breed I wonder by with starry eyes a shadow of my former dome and. She looks at me and kisses softly If love exists this must be it see She stands and walks straight through the door I wanted her I wanted her All I want to say is I need you In every single way I don’t need Believe me when I say you don’t need me Believe me when I say you touched me in someway. Every time I look in the mirror, I wonder why my hair is this colour. Surely this just caused a riff that made her fall so someone’s lips I wanna be alone and drink alone and smoke alone. I wanna hang myself from the rafters, my anviled heart crushed like a crisp beneath my shoes from bended hips. I wanna go home wanna go home wanna home I wanna go home wanna go home wanna go home. She stands and walks straight for the door I never want you anymore. Who is that I used to be I never loved you anyway believe me when I say you can’t carry on that way.

1/ I walked away for the third or fourth or fifth time I was on my way but you looked illumines I kissed you on the cheek you kissed me on the lips I said we shouldn't do this you said i don't care So i took you upstairs and you showed me your best moves Bridge Everything beautiful reminds me of you Everything beautiful it does Everything beautiful reminds me of you Everything beautiful it does Chorus Tonight we die but not like the others Tonight we die but not like the others Tonight we die but we die in beauty Tonight we die but not like the others Tonight we die but not like the others Tonight we die but we die in beauty Outro Bridge Everything beautiful it does... 2/ So sick of this rancid routine all of got left are videos and pictures on my mobile phone of you naked with me It's not a funny thing to do when theres nothing left on a sunday with a hangover i'm completly bereft of enjoyment and excitment. Bridge Everything beautiful reminds me of you Everything beautiful it does Everything beautiful reminds me of you Everything beautiful it does Chorus Tonight we die but not like the others Tonight we die but not like the others Tonight we die but we die in beauty Tonight we die but not like the others Tonight we die but not like the others Tonight we die but we die in beauty Outro Bridge Everything beautiful it does... Middle 8 and outro Tonight we die but not like the others Tonight we die but not like the others Tonight we die but we die in beauty Tonight we die but not like the others Tonight we die but not like the others Tonight we die but we die in beauty Tonight we die but not like the others Tonight we die but not like the others Tonight we die but we die in beauty Tonight we die but not like the others Tonight we die but not like the others Tonight we die but we die in beauty

Her name is Heather Locklear his name is Tommy lee. She was born in aspen in Athens born was he. Been together since 86 this year is 93. The sparkles in her eyelids they are failing finally She stuck with him cos the sex was good now even that's less frequent He's taking too much cocaine and flirting uncontrollably He's not bothered with the family life at all He's not bothered with the family life especially on tour. You don't know what I need I need my man around Give me a kiss now baby, you're my special tv girl Give me a kiss now baby, let's make a go of it I've changed. You don't know what I need I need my man around I don't know what I see My name is Tommy Lee She suggest marriage counselling he suggests taking pills To remind him of the good old times that they had before He wants to be at home with his darling wife He wants to be at home with his darling wife by the fireside He wants to be at home with his darling wife in an ecstasy haze in a loved up daze like times gone by like 89 on sunset drive in a rundown dive. They'd drink and fuck all night they’d drink and fuck all night they’d drink and fuck all night They'd drink and fuck all night ohh. You don't know what I need I need my man around Give me a kiss now baby, you're my special tv girl Give me a kiss now baby, let's make a go of it I've changed. You don't know what I need I need my man around I don't know what I see My name is Tommy Lee Look her in the eyes that's your wife...etc Tommy I'm leaving you Heather I'm leaving too We've had a good innings me and you Just one for old times then we're through. Give me a kiss now baby, you're my special tv girl Give me a kiss now baby, let's make a go of it I've changed. Give me a kiss now baby, you're my special tv girl Give me a kiss now baby, let's make a go of it I've changed. Tommy I'm leaving you Heather I'm leaving too We've had a good innings me and you But I'm still the drummer in Motley Crue

Mr Clarkson do you wanna be lovers? I said under the covers she said no lie with me under this tree it’s a weeping willow do you know what that means? Darling take me by the hand and out to the flowers you know I loved you before we met. I love you forever cos you light up the room you know I love you do you still love me too? He says top of the morning now sit yourself down where the aspens quiver and the larks play fowl. The knuckle men they should shelter beneath the barley sheaves and the star crossed squeeze of the heart broken members embraced in the embers of the fires of nergal. Contery to all their rumours he held her in his arm. Further down the path as we approached the lake a chorus of merrows they were signing our song all love should die in a blink of an eye they sang quietly then softer yet sustaining their warmth. She looked at me and cried is this really goodbye and said go with the flow but please don’t you cry meanwhile in the distance a kelpie it lurked looking slightly augmented and having a toke. We walked down past the Bodach as he lay on the bank past the washer woman who was reading Jack Kerouac singing a song to the soon to be dead “COVER YOUR EARS GIRL COVER THEM NOW” her signing it was out of tune but so lovely I wish that we could stay here forever she said softly tell me where did you go wrong why you left me all those years ago why did you do it? You remind me of a shelly coat cos you took my dreams and you stole all my money united in our quest we sang soliloquies and songs by the Beatles in my defence I was younger and you struck me down with you merrowesque wrath and your hunger. I need you… come home The horse man brayed as he trailed the broke taking nix form smiled and he whistled and took a long deep breath to the soon to be his she looked at me and cried is this really it. She looked like a merrow all beautiful but grey the horse sighed as he beckoned us in to the deep dark lock she begin to cry I feel like a forma all hopeless and tired. Past the catkins screams and the peach leaf willows her cries they echoed for hours and hours sad in their tones but expecting her fait hand in hand she walked right into my nape. I love. I need you. Come Home

This is the song for the 4am alcoholics with a beer and beard and an extra couple of pounds in weight we’ll call it comfort drinking. Oh the final dance of the bedroom poet she’s not worth it and you’ll find out that eventually stop writing about dying she’s not gonna appreciate your heroics and you’re gonna be pissed off when you see her parading around town with her latest victim on arm oh so gutted oh so gutted. Cries into his plastic cup, writes down a thought or 2 says I need her in my life where’d you get to be so bloody cruel We go one way two ways forwards and back to the start I’ll meet you in the shed my friend we’ll drink ourselves to oblivion that’s what broken men do time and time again my dear. By the way you broke my good friends heart how could you because he needs you. And she thinks she’s really fucking smart cos she’s reading bloody Roland barthes I bet she doesn’t even understand a word he’s saying anyway and by the way stop writing aboutyour broken heart because it was detuned right from the start oh booze is the cure for my good friends heart and tonight he’s drowning. And he thinks she’s dressed up like a tart for her new man oh where’s her heart he doesn’t need her anymore so he pours himself a double scotch thinks of England and the boys at work cos the one thing they can never touch is our football cos they’ve never cried over an England match oh never fuck em and he thinks that she’s a bloody whore but everday he misse4s her a little more he wants to go back 4 months before of the last time that she said I love you.

I miss you cos it’s Monday and if it were Monday everyday I think I’d kill myself gun to the head. God give me, give me some nature red in tooth and harsh in claw my heartbroken soul retracts to the words of my favourite flaws I bet she don’t miss me I bet she don’t miss me I bet she don’t miss me I bet she don’t miss me at all I miss you like the apples miss the trees as they’re falling to their knees past the soggy little leaves it’s where my heart resides. A love that’s so solid yet unwrapped in confusion I might tell you something I regret. I read books you know. She wears combat trousers in the summer time she smokes old fashioned pipes to the kids we designed and every time I see a flower grow I’ll pick it for the seed and plant it in your heart from me. I said you you Mrs Jones you never did it for me did you now Mrs Jones you’re not a man of your word not the king of my heart and I love you all the same but I can’t stand your art. And if I was ten years younger I’d take you on a date I’d take you out to the pier and we’d sing regal arrangements to the sounds of the sea and I’d kiss you goodnight as you lay next to me.

It was Passion Sunday, bright as clear we boarded trucks all drenched in tears. Snout smoke ignites the twitch inside we headed for the coast with haste. I lit a little candle prayed to Anthony expelled a scrath deliberated fears of how he’d cope held Hands with friends and gently toked. I miss my son already friend lets split this fag as I exhaled, I thought of of this accurate I thought of hearts in scriptures. I thought of a new chance in life how Lety killed with Czech denial. How Havel spoke so recently blamed it on the Nazis thankfully peeved Look me in the eye tell me what is it you spy? A dead dead woman with a heart a glass with love upon her face. Look me in the eye tell me what is it you spy? They kiss and rape away my tears I need a little bit of home. In the garden of my mothers house me and her we used to sing, glory be to all the sinners former lovers and our saints. We’d close our eyes we’d think of better times we’d talk of mitrovica, the mahala tribes, the French un the Gopal males and circles sailed. Woken up at dawn and hurried out like cattle into awaiting hoards of Kanjar types and sasi boys with burnish grins and teeth of coal. They heckled for the cheapest price approaching me a malodorous sight he stroked my chin said come me i howled with fear and he winked and he beamed Curse these pills they make me take Curse these pills they make me ache Curse these pills… Twenty minutes past the hour cold and trembling in the dark I hoped that faith would bring a touch of kind and warmth into my heart. For ten long days I’d stripped and touched against my will and needed much a voice to tell me it’s ok and hand to take me far away. He sat alone with twisted creed assembling blades he howled at me “You cheap young bitch down on your knees your nothing but a Beria thief. Gandhila bastard still he sneered spat on the floor a face that screamed of ignorance. Yes I’ll kill him I swear I’ll fucking kill him

1/ I need to get by now I need to believe in Now let’s not get angry when talking bout friends and ghosts oh So shy and retiring But beautiful with it I love my darling on and on and on and on and on and on Oh Chorus Everyday my life Everyday my life croaks I'm sorry my darling you know I don't mean it. I know you know me better than most I sorry my darling you know I don't mean it My heart is fictitious Forgive us we're British 2/It's so bloody fraught yeah To peak as your looks change Spending my whole life just trapped in a world of miazmal significant pain It's all about power, mendacious with vigour We're moving towards a keeping an eye on the weaker than I and then crushing all and then pushing yourself Chorus Bridge Everyday I x 6 3/ My heart is an ocean That limps like the injured Our leaders kills children in foreign lands smiling at home they Complain of the rain. It's all about power This state it disgusts me You seem to believe a move to a basis that courage endangers, the empire continues to flourish believe me.

1/ How brutal is the chaos rained upon my heart I check my heart for stitches ‘cos this land has crossed my heart my heart’s not capable of love at all not love at all not love at all my heart it lives for hatred Never once did I believe my land would savagely dictate negal in such a dying ghost of pain we sit here cold and broken. Once upon a time my family lived for pride and now it lives for hatred Chorus If god exists then hell exists if hell exists it must be it At least one thing I know is this at least I know god’s losing and He cries and he cries it’s fucking murder 2/ How grateful as we see the night, to see the stars not clouds of phosphorus Smoke that sting and hurt and burn our temples. I can taste the hate upon my lips the wicked sprite has finally seduced me (as you watch on TV) Dirty water flows right through our streets combined with blood and shit and piss I saw my brother killed oh where’s the penance in his eyes We’re on our knees we’re on our knees we pray for psalms we pray for psalms of Mercy please and we cry and cry and cry. Chorus If god exists then hell exists if hell exists it must be it At least one thing I know is this at least I know god’s losing and He cries and he cries it’s fucking murder (they’ve shut the border) x 2 Middle 8 or so The claimed this land they claimed this land they claimed it from the arabs etc Chorus If god exists then hell exists if hell exists it must be it At least one thing I know is this at least I know god’s losing and He cries and he cries it’s fucking murder (they’ve shut the border) x 2 The END