The Wreckage
Hey there man remember when we had been up for days
And then using different voices called and shut down the rave?
And when we hid in the balcony, and then we called the cops
On our neighbours who did nothing but live next door to us?
And now as we sift through the wreckage again
And work out what's busted and which bits will mend
Our favourite human and my oldest friend
And you act like a cunt but my love never ends
We called that guy on the radio at one or two am
And then wrote songs on amphetamines, performed them for him
Our houses they were sanctuaries of soap operas and lies
And funerals were balanced out by laughing til we cried
We speak to each other through dick jokes and songs
We will recover but don't take too long
I am impotent but I'll try and I'll try
When you act like a cunt but my love it goes on
My love it goes on
You act like a cunt but my love it goes on
And now as we sift through the wreckage again
And work out what's busted and which bits will mend
Our favourite human and my oldest friend
And you act like a cunt
My love it goes on
You act like a cunt
My love it goes on
You act like a cunt
But my love it goes on
And then using different voices called and shut down the rave?
And when we hid in the balcony, and then we called the cops
On our neighbours who did nothing but live next door to us?
And now as we sift through the wreckage again
And work out what's busted and which bits will mend
Our favourite human and my oldest friend
And you act like a cunt but my love never ends
We called that guy on the radio at one or two am
And then wrote songs on amphetamines, performed them for him
Our houses they were sanctuaries of soap operas and lies
And funerals were balanced out by laughing til we cried
We speak to each other through dick jokes and songs
We will recover but don't take too long
I am impotent but I'll try and I'll try
When you act like a cunt but my love it goes on
My love it goes on
You act like a cunt but my love it goes on
And now as we sift through the wreckage again
And work out what's busted and which bits will mend
Our favourite human and my oldest friend
And you act like a cunt
My love it goes on
You act like a cunt
My love it goes on
You act like a cunt
But my love it goes on
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Writer(s): Gordon Forman, Jason Whalley, Lindsay Mcdougall, Michael Dallinger
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