Downstairs

Lyrics
You love to suffer love Fall out and making up You're just a victim of The saviour and the cross (Another man down) You want profit I'll send you a prophet You want signs I'll strike you blind You're no match for the light in my pocket I'll be cruel to your kind Chocolate's all you've got To take the place of love Your hearts hard to touch Tough love's all you've got (Another man down) You want profit I'll send you a prophet You want signs I'll strike you blind Lost the match with the black in the pocket I'll be cruel to your kind Oh, I know It wasn't your fault my dear You were raised in a cage Yes I know You were raisеd to big ideas And now someone, somеone has to pay And you want me to make it alright And you want life to be black and white And you want saving from your own life Yes, you want saving from your own life Don't tell me I'm too plain Don't tell me you're okay Don't tell me life is pain Don't tell me life is pain (Another man down) Bang Bang One man down (Another man down) Bang Bang One man down (Another man down) Bang Bang One man down (Another man down) Bang Bang One man down
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Credits
- Writers
- Tim Booth
- Jim Glennie
- Mark Hunter
- Saul Davies
- David Baynton-Power