Utter Madness lyrics

The sweetest girl in all the world
These eyes are for you only
The sweetest girl in all the world
These eyes are for you only
The sweetest girl in all the world
These words that die before me
The sweetest girl in all the world
These words that die before me

When we walk in the dark
I never can tell
When when we walk in the dark
I never can tell
It's just loving it
Ooh loving it

An insolent speck of youth
Being taken for a walk
So tightly by the ear
That he can hardly talk

Yesterday's men hang to today
To sing in the old-fashioned way
It must get better in the long run
Has to get better in the long run

A metropolitan marathon
Has been held today
But who you need to catch
Will be coming the other way

Yesterday's men hang to today
To sing in any old way

Father wears his Sunday best
Mother's tired she needs a rest
The kids are playing up downstairs
Sister's sighing in her sleep
Brother's got a date to keep, he can't hang around

Our house, in the middle of our street
Our house, in the middle of our

Our house, it has a crowd
There's always something happening
And it's usually quite loud
Our mum, she's so house-proud

Here they come again hop scotching up to my door
One by one again knockety knock knocking upon my floor
Swinging on my gate they gain entry by the yard
Pulling at my hair they scream paint your thoughts upon my card

But not tonight I've got studies to examine
Tomorrow I'll be watching all the Queen's men
A talent contest on Monday with my Uncle Sam

An insolent speck of youth
Being taken for a walk
So tightly by the ear
That he can hardly talk

Yesterday's men hang to today
To sing in the old-fashioned way
It must get better in the long run
Has to get better in the long run

A metropolitan marathon
Has been held today
But who you need to catch
Will be coming the other way

Yesterday's men hang to today
To sing in any old way

take time for your pleasure
and laugh with love
take the hand of another
and sing for the wings of a dove

whoa, whoa, for the wings of a dove
whoa, whoa, for the wings of a dove

look up at the rooftops
when you're walking 'round
don't think for a moment
of looking down

whoa, whoa, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
for the wings of a dove
whoa, whoa, for the wings of a dove

Trying hard, I thought I'd done my best
All my life, I can't get no rest
Some who've closed the door before
Say I can't carry on no more.

I hear them saying
Tomorrow's just another day
I hear them saying
And it gets better every day
I hear them saying
Tomorrow's just another day

Listened long, tried to take it in
All these facts leave me in the swim

Itâs raining again,
Iâm hearing itâs pitter patter down.
Itâs wet in the street
Reflecting the lights and splashing feet,
Nowhere to go,
And nothing I have to do, have to do.

Itâs raining again,
I follow the christmas lights down town.
Iâm leaving the flow
Of people walking all around,
Round and round,

I hear the sound of rain falling in my ears

Do the laughs die when
One such as I run
And allow myself
Time for own true needs
When convincing me
That you're on my team
May not lie to me
But not mentioning

So sit back and have
An hysterical
Laugh at tiny holes
Buy and trade men's souls

X-ray mind reads plenty
Worth no more than pennies

You, they, it or what
Have been fair, I thought
May you never free

"i am Micheal Caine"

we'll get ya ya ya, we'll get ya, ya, ya

he's walking where
i'm afraid i don't know
i see the fireman jumping
from the windows
there's panic and i hear
somebody scream

he picks up useless paper
and puts it in my pocket
i'm trying very hard
to keep my fingers clean
i can't remember
tell me what's his name

all i wanted was a word

I've been driving in my car
It's not quite a Jaguar
I bought it at Primrose Hill
From a bloke from Brazil

It was made in fifty-nine
In a factory by the Tyne

It says 'Morris' on the door
The GPO owned it before
I drive it for my job
The guvenor calls me a slob

But i don't really care
Give me some gas and the open air

It's a bit old but it's mine
I mend it in my spare time