to waste away When your double-tongued mouth opens wide Everybody knows you can't hide forever November fades Never could put this mind to rest Step in the cold and
gloom So much nearer without you I've been on the run From the dirt you talk about everyone So much nearer my gloom That much nearer without you And it's
Crowning of a heart, textures and shades A bitter London night on the motorway You looked so divine, back in the seat Wicked desires ablaze in me Back
is shielded, by your shades Kick it on the corner Leather coat and safety pins You got some ? news And you smoke your ? cools And it's 1977 You were
We had a mod-fuck jubilee To celebrate our broken hearts We carved tombs from the rocks and stones And transformed them into art We gave the plot a