Stephen, You’re Still Really Something

Lyrics
Stephen, you're still really something England has its certain nerve and Stephen, I'll tell you something Stephen, let's bring down the curtains A lonely love god You must take it hard We're coming, sweet stuff Well, well, we know that we tried Well, Stephen You're still really something Stephen, electric lady Stephen, oh, she ain't my baby Stephen, I was once anorexic Stephen, I'm a reborn skeptic Oh, curse and coerce Is it why it so hurts And these amateur hours Those tears to this power Stephen, you're still really something If I'm going down, I'll pull you down with me If I'm locked away, send me poetry Could I be more entrancing in my bravest smile We still get this urge to be infantile Oh, Stephen Turning it even Stephen No need for treason Stephen, what's on the jukebox? Stephen, enough with the frog talk Stephen, I thought I just met ya Stephen, I resent your recension Did you take the wrath down a whole new path It's a lump in your throat from back And it's grown Oh, Stephen You're still really something And if I'm going down, I'll pull you down with me And I'm locked away, send me poetry Could I be more entrancing in my profane-ist smile Oh, I still get this urge to be infantile Oh, Stephen You're still really something Oh, Stephen You're still really something Did you take the wrath down a whole new path It's a lump in your throat from back And it's grown Oh, Stephen You're still really something Oh, Stephen You're still really something Oh, Stephen You're still really something Oh, Stephen You're still really something
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Credits
- Writers
- Billy Mackenzie