| I don't know what this is all about | |
| But I remember when we first met | |
| and children gathered around our bed | |
| with torches and shaking their fist, | |
| for everyone was pissed, | |
| for us matching up like this. | |
| Walking through these same old streets. | |
| If you screw your heart like that, | |
| then I can help you for a start | |
| and leave for a change of scenery. | |
| Just tell me how long | |
| Now I know what this was all about. | |
| 'Cause I've heard about the smart people coming | |
| and they're moving fast | |
| and they all talk about your looks | |
| and the lovers that you passed | |
| and their last breath they drew | |
| when you walked out on them, you see. | |
| If I consider it to stay | |
| then you will do it anyway | |
| and leave for a change of scenery. | |
| Just tell me how long |