Letra de Weird Leisure (Live at Barrowland Ballroom)
Where's everybody going? Is it around to the pleasure house? We're fighting an ugly war And it's no good to freak outOh please, it's obscene I've seen your true colors and there's nothing underneath, only green I teared at the stitches, there's nothing on underneath When I caught your eye, I glimpsed a black star Going on and on, you're not looking civilisedYou're bursting into pieces You've polished off your cocaine Your face is fucking numb I can see the fear in your heart Look out the window See what you could've had And I could be, I could be the Best friend you've ever hadNow everybody's gone? They've all abandoned my house Nobody comes and goes But it's not good to freak outOh please, it's obscene You focus on others and just pick apart their dreams It's fucking mean I tear at the stitching, there's nothing on underneath When I caught your eye, I glimpsed a black star Going on and on, it's a shame to be civilisedYou're picking up the pieces You're stepping off the ghost train You're my number one I've got no more fear in my heart Look out the window See what you're gonna have And I could be, I could be that Best friend you've ever hadWeird leisure comes, all pleasure goes Weird leisure comes, all pleasure goesWeird leisure comes, all pleasure goes Weird leisure comes, all pleasure goesYou picked up all the pieces And started your life again You're my number one I only hope in my heart We're at the window Surveying all we have And I believe, I believe that It's my turn, don't hold me backIt's my turn, don't hold me back It's my turn, don't hold me back It's my turn, don't hold me back