Everyone's got secrets, dirty little secrets   Have I got one on you   Although they may be secrets, they may show your weakness   Well are they really true      Don't tell your mates on the council estates   Cos there's no one to trust   Don't tell the sky as it spits down in your eye   But tell a priest if you must      Cos everyone's got problems, everyone's got problems   And everyone's got stress   Controlling our relations, avoiding situations   Thatn end up in a mess      Don't be afraid if your thoughts are mislaid   Cos there's nothing to fear   Don't get upset if your memories make regrets   Because we've all got them here      Secrets, secrets, secrets   Are for keeping, keeping, keeping   And if your tell them   They lose there meaning