Grounds for Divorce
Said you hate the sound
Of the buses on the ground
Said you hate the way they scrape their brakes all over town
I said 'pretend it's whales
Keeping their voices down'
Such were the grounds for divorce, I know
On the radio
And the bouncing body drone
Found 18 reasons I can't pick up on the phone
Said look at the clouds
It's a show all on its own
Such were the grounds for divorce I know
But the darling is dead
We hit it on the head
It looked like a wedding cake
But oh the darling is dead
We hit it on the head
It looked like a newlywed
But I look at the lovers
And they way they stand
And the way they move and the way they move their hands
And look at their babies
And their tiny little hands
And the way they get loved and the way they get loved, oh
Oh look at the lovers
And they way they stand
And the way they move and the way they move and the way they move their hands
Said you hate the sound
Of the buses on the ground
Said you hate the way they scrape their brakes all over town
Said pretend it's whales
Keeping their voices down
Such were the grounds for divorce, I know
Looked like a newlywed
On the radio
And the bouncing body drone
Found 18 reasons I can't pick up on the phone
You said look at the clouds
It's a show all on its own
Such were the grounds, such were the grounds for divorce, I know
Of the buses on the ground
Said you hate the way they scrape their brakes all over town
I said 'pretend it's whales
Keeping their voices down'
Such were the grounds for divorce, I know
On the radio
And the bouncing body drone
Found 18 reasons I can't pick up on the phone
Said look at the clouds
It's a show all on its own
Such were the grounds for divorce I know
But the darling is dead
We hit it on the head
It looked like a wedding cake
But oh the darling is dead
We hit it on the head
It looked like a newlywed
But I look at the lovers
And they way they stand
And the way they move and the way they move their hands
And look at their babies
And their tiny little hands
And the way they get loved and the way they get loved, oh
Oh look at the lovers
And they way they stand
And the way they move and the way they move and the way they move their hands
Said you hate the sound
Of the buses on the ground
Said you hate the way they scrape their brakes all over town
Said pretend it's whales
Keeping their voices down
Such were the grounds for divorce, I know
Looked like a newlywed
On the radio
And the bouncing body drone
Found 18 reasons I can't pick up on the phone
You said look at the clouds
It's a show all on its own
Such were the grounds, such were the grounds for divorce, I know
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Writer(s): Richard Barry Jupp, Guy Edward John Garvey, Craig Lee Potter, Peter James Turner, Mark Potter
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