Roy's Tune
The breeze in the nighttime would kill you stone dead
It was a message I heard when the company said
There is no warning and there is no future
I like the way they treat me, but I hate the way they use her
I hate the way they use her
I never really ever spent the day in bed
And my hair was red and my eyes weren't dead
I was a cool, cool kid on the kerbstone scene
And the lights in my eyes, they were evergreen
Like you never seen
The breeze in the nighttime would kill you stone dead
It was a message I heard when the company said
There is no warning and there is no future
I like the way they treat me but I hate the way they use her
I hate the way they use
Well I never really ever spent the day in bed
And my hair was red and my eyes weren't dead
I was a cool, cool kid on the kerbstone scene
And the lights in my eyes, they were evergreen
Just you've never seen before
It's said the breeze in the nighttime would kill you stone dead
It was a message I heard when the company said
There is no warning, there's no future
I like the way they treat me, but I hate the way they use her
I hate the way they use
Hey love, hey love, are you hanging on?
Hey love, hey love, are you hanging on?
Are you hanging on?
It was a message I heard when the company said
There is no warning and there is no future
I like the way they treat me, but I hate the way they use her
I hate the way they use her
I never really ever spent the day in bed
And my hair was red and my eyes weren't dead
I was a cool, cool kid on the kerbstone scene
And the lights in my eyes, they were evergreen
Like you never seen
The breeze in the nighttime would kill you stone dead
It was a message I heard when the company said
There is no warning and there is no future
I like the way they treat me but I hate the way they use her
I hate the way they use
Well I never really ever spent the day in bed
And my hair was red and my eyes weren't dead
I was a cool, cool kid on the kerbstone scene
And the lights in my eyes, they were evergreen
Just you've never seen before
It's said the breeze in the nighttime would kill you stone dead
It was a message I heard when the company said
There is no warning, there's no future
I like the way they treat me, but I hate the way they use her
I hate the way they use
Hey love, hey love, are you hanging on?
Hey love, hey love, are you hanging on?
Are you hanging on?
Credits
Writer(s): Carlos Ramos O Connell, Thomas Patrick Coll, Grian Alexander Chatten, Conor Patrick Curley, Conor Patrick Deegan
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