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Engels
Engels
Dirty is in her lover’s arms and it is London in the morning
Behind them the skyline burning the riots meaning nothing
Behind in the rent and ahead in evolution
On this, the Eve of the revolution
What if we killed our clothes
And learned to fall without landing?
In a café over coffee he remembers Rachael
And how her wrists were like China
While in some warehouse off the river
A daughter is raped to Canon in D Minor
And just suppose it, just imagine
What if the world wasn't ending
What if the world wasn't ending
And see there beneath the moon
The widowed moll moves
Through the gangster’s bars
As a jaguar through an orchestra
And the orchestra is out of tune
And the band is out of time
And all this horror, perversion
But what if the world wasn't ending?
But what if the world wasn't ending?
And in every friday night high street
Drink till you're sick and eat till you're full
‘Cause honey, baby, sugar, it's a fallen world
Ugly children
These are beautiful stories for ugly children
These are beautiful stories for ugly children
These are beautiful stories for ugly children
These are beautiful stories for ugly children
We couldn't wait for each song to end
So that the next would begin
The day Harold Wilson died, I cried and cried for hours
It was a pisser and that’s no mistake
And as Joe lay dying, kids across the hall were playing
Somewhere there’s a party going on
What if the world wasn't ending?
The landlord was a vampire
I was trapped by the vastness of my dreams
What if the world wasn't ending?
And just supposing, just imagine
What if the world wasn't ending?
And as Joe lay dying, kids across the hall were playing
What if the world wasn't ending?
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