Del Amitri lyrics
Del Amitri lyrics
"Nothing Ever Happens lyrics"
The Past lyrics
(music by Walsh/Acres, lyrics by Reigel)(solo: Outlaw)stripped of all possessionscollected through timehaunting past constant thinkingreflections of memorieslook
(music by Walsh/Acres, lyrics by Reigel)(solo: Outlaw)stripped of all possessionscollected through timehaunting past constant thinkingreflections of memorieslook
Post office clerks put up signs saying position closed And secretaries turn off typewriters and put on their coats Janitors padlock the gates For security guards to patrol And bachelors phone up their friends for a drink While the married ones turn on a chat show And they'll all be lonely tonight and lonely tomorrow Gentlemen time please, you know we can'Ride lyricst serve anymore Now the traffic lights change to stop, when there's nothing to go And by 5 o'clock everything's dead And every third car is a cabAnd ignorant people sleep in their bedsLike the doped white mice in the college lab Chorus: Nothing ever happens, nothing happens at all The needle returns to the start of the song And we all sing along like before And we'll all be lonely tonig
You got my heart and soul Something that I think you know Boy you're my kinda flavor With your kiss, with your touch You make me feel so much I wanna return the fA Song For Everyone lyricst and lonely tomorrow Telephone exchanges click while there's nobody there The Martians could land in the carpark and no one would care Close-circuit cameras in department stores shoot the same video every day And the stars of these films neither die nor get killed Just survive constant action replay Chorus Bill hoardings advertise products that nobody needs While angry from Manchester
Well I know that it's late but the words wouldn't wait I'm really sorry that I woke you up I don't know what's come over me If I'm wrong let me know Do you think I should goDisrobed But In Stockings lyricsrites to complain about All the repeats on T.V. And computer terminals report some gains On the values of copper and tin While American businessmen snap up Van Goghs For the price of a hospital ring Chorus Nothing ever happens, nothing happens at all They'll burn down the synagogues at 6 o'clock And we'll all go along like before And we'll all be lonely tonight and lonely tomorrow
Regarding the plains of the faithful and prude, a land that is soiled and misused Enshrouded by alms in the seeking of truth, depleted and absent from use Man see