You'd Better Sell It while You Can
You'd better sell it while you can
You'd better sell it while you can
Oh, how do you walk through my wall of sound
When there's more ways to run
And less ways to shout?
The screams circulate
From an old DL4
The romance blossoming is
Doing a tour
You'd better sell it while you can
You'd better sell it while you can
And where did all your energy go
When there's shelves to fill
And days to get old?
There's pink skies and frost in my eyes
There's a line of ladies going my, my, my
You'd better sell it while you can
You'd better sell it while you can
The four poles are more and more danced upon
I'll just sit here and fade away into my song
Minimalist may seem erratic here
But it won't to you, will it my dear?
You'd better sell it while you can
You'd better sell it while you can
Oh, how do you walk through my wall of sound
When there's more ways to run
And less ways to shout?
The screams circulate
From an old DL4
The romance blossoming is
Doing a tour
And where did all your energy go
When there's shelves to fill
And days to get old?
There's pink skies and frost in my eyes
There's a line of ladies going my, my, my
And all the four poles are more and more danced upon
I'll just sit here and fade away into my song
Minimalist may seem erratic here
But it won't to you, will it my dear?
You'd better sell it while you can
You'd better sell it while you can
You'd better sell it while you can
You'd better sell it while you can
You'd better sell it while you can
Oh, how do you walk through my wall of sound
When there's more ways to run
And less ways to shout?
The screams circulate
From an old DL4
The romance blossoming is
Doing a tour
You'd better sell it while you can
You'd better sell it while you can
And where did all your energy go
When there's shelves to fill
And days to get old?
There's pink skies and frost in my eyes
There's a line of ladies going my, my, my
You'd better sell it while you can
You'd better sell it while you can
The four poles are more and more danced upon
I'll just sit here and fade away into my song
Minimalist may seem erratic here
But it won't to you, will it my dear?
You'd better sell it while you can
You'd better sell it while you can
Oh, how do you walk through my wall of sound
When there's more ways to run
And less ways to shout?
The screams circulate
From an old DL4
The romance blossoming is
Doing a tour
And where did all your energy go
When there's shelves to fill
And days to get old?
There's pink skies and frost in my eyes
There's a line of ladies going my, my, my
And all the four poles are more and more danced upon
I'll just sit here and fade away into my song
Minimalist may seem erratic here
But it won't to you, will it my dear?
You'd better sell it while you can
You'd better sell it while you can
You'd better sell it while you can
You'd better sell it while you can
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Writer(s): Callum Pitt
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