Ten thousand drunken kids in a field can't be wrong
The
It was a hot and sultry afternoon
Sometime at the end
Trapped on the terraces, I looked at you and knew
You
You can write my place
Out of the life you make
And
So tomorrow there will be another number
For the one who
Wide-eyed, grinning in the darkened room
Sipping cactus brandy from a
It was christmas eve babe
In the drunk tank
An old man
Luck. Luck. Well, we have been very lucky. I mean,
Wake up
Say good morning to that sleepy person lying next
It’s all dark,
The streets are empty,
Take me home,
Here radio friendly.
Keep
and even though I told her of the danger
she went
Sorry for wasting your time
Five more months on the telephone
Your friends hold the lullabys
They watch the way the night
(Instrumental)
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