Living in lies by the railway line
Pushing the hair from my eyes
Elvis is english and climbs the hills
Cant tell the bullshit from the lies
Screaming along in south london
Vicious but ready to learn
Sometimes I fear that the whole world is queer
Sometimes but always in vain
So Ill wait until were sane
Wait until were blessed and all the same
Full of blood, loving life and all its got to give
Englishmen going insane
Down on my knees in suburbia
Down on myself in every way
With great expectations I change all my clothes
Mustnt crumble at silver and gold
Screaming above central london
Never born, so Ill never get old
So Ill wait until were sane
Wait until were blessed and all the same
Full of blood, loving life and all its got to give
Englishmen going insane
Down on my knees in suburbia
Down on myself in every way
Day after
Day after
Day
Day after
Zane, zane, zane
Ouvre le chien
Day after
Day
Day after
Zane, zane, zane
Ouvre le chien
Day after