Mr W4

Lyrics
All I see are sad men grinning Brown suits, streets of Shoreditch Dutch bikes He's a nylon god, he's a fantasy Nighttime dreaming Roaming like a panther (Roaming like a panther) I cannot love, cannot work, cannot breathe (Cannot breathe) There goes the neighbourhood Never stop to believe it was you and me (Stop to believe) Mr W4 I wanted to be in your arms I wanted it to work itself out I wanted to see what you are [You can wait for?] something [get this?] feel like You could make me [bouncing on thе ceiling?] [?] [You can wait for?] something [to take this?] feel likе You could make me [bouncing on the ceiling?] [?] He's a nylon god, he's a fantasy Mr W4 Angela has gone to sleep Cannot wait, cannot hate (Cannot wait) Making money 24/7 (Making money 24/7) But you'll never find anyone else (You'll never find me) He's a nylon god, he's a fantasy (I'm a nylon god) Mr W4 (Mr W4) Angela has gone to sleep Cannot wait, cannot hate (Cannot wait) Making money twenty-four-seven (24/7) But you never find anyone else I cannot love, cannot work, cannot breathe (Cannot work, cannot work, cannot breathe) There goes the neighbourhood (There you go) Never stop to believe it was you and me (Never stop to believe it was you, it was me) Mr W4 (W4)
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Credits
- Writers
- Baxter Dury
- Paul Epworth
- Kosmo Dury