Tables turned over and curtains ripped
Bottles uncollected, collected here
Nothing seems to shine like these razor edges do
It`s a crazy little world without you
I went to see a doctor and she said `Yes, go abead`
`Throw yourself into the sea`
I wrote a will for my friends
And this is how it read
`Me, me, me, me, me, me, me`
No friends, everything for me, me, me
No friends, just me, just me
Fleet Street was a very funny place
Home to the mad and the corrupt
What would you say if I told you today
I`d made mis whole story up?
I made this whole story up