That’s When Your Heartaches Begin

Lyrics

-Are you all in place? -Absolutely -Okay. You got the notes? They're like that One, two, a-one-two-three Well, you were the one that made me feel so natural... -No, no, no -No -Something like that? That's the notes, fucker! -[inaudible] -Oh, sorry, I've got the wrong song--that's coming after. I'm sorry, there's no notes on this, so I'll start it by myself. I might as well just play the guitar, in that case Alright: If you find your sweetheart In the arms of a friend That's when your heartaches begin And when dreams of a lifetime All come to an end That's when your heartaches begin For love is a thing You never can share And when you bring a friend Into your love affair That's the end of your sweetheart That's the end of your friend That's when your heartaches begin If you find your sweetheart lying Not too far away From the arm of your very best friend Brother, that's... that's when your heartaches really begin And when every one of those tiny little dreams that you've nourished like a potted plant, and kept treasured away somewhere in the hothouse of your psyche, one-by-one are taken out and dismantled by some clodhoppered fiend you thought was the one you could trust, and borrow things off and lend things to in turn without you just lending things to and then not getting anything back, well, that's really when you know things are sorta gonna mess you up isn't it? Don't answer me back, anyway Sock it, boys! Because love is a thing! And it's a thing you can't share! You can't pass it around! Two into one doesn't go unless you're happy with meagre fractions, and I for one am not! So if you've met with some crawly little two-bit reptile sneaking up into the crevasses of the one you love--Hair, follicles, bones, sinew, tissue, nostrils, the whole bloody lot-- That! Is! The! End of your sweetheart That's the end of your friend That's when your heartaches begin -Kimberley, come back now! -Oh -I said that was the interval--this isn't the interval -That was an interval, per se -I was just- I was just- I was just praying -Kimberley's the only guy in the band who's got a degree -A degree in common sense -The rest of us have just got temperatures Chances are people will pick up about one in every three remarks you make and make some sense of them, so the more you talk, the more likely that it'll make sense. That's why you don't get shy politicians -Well, they might be shy, but I don't really get that way -Okay. Now... oh, bloody hell. Are you ready? -Yeah, yeah -Let's get cratching, guys -Watch out for that stand, bass man