Poons (demo)

Lyrics
Given the choice I think I'd lose my voice Sell my soul, go to Mexico Yes, and live in sin, live on mescaline Yes, out to lunch But in this mundane life I stuck me in I always do what I should And I stick in the mud When I could be kicking the dust off my shoes In dreary old Soho Given the rope I think I'd lose all hope Failing to cope, all these failings And still I fuel my dreams On these cappuccinos and woe For the state I'm in This is a confession If you like This is a confession If that's what you want Is that what you want? As she pulled him from thе wreckage And the blood ran down hеr dress She said you should be so ambitious You try to do everything to fast She said - is this what you want? Is this what you want? I don't know what this love thing is I don't know what day it is But I know a place just off Leicester Square Could you meet me there? I could fall in love in the afternoon If you be there, too This is a confession
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