Song | Even Men With Steel Hearts |
Artist | Half Man Half Biscuit |
Album | Some Call It Godcore |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
Hey Louis… | |
Wonderful world, terrible song | |
Everything’s gone horribly wrong | |
Cars are too fast, ‘cos the drivers are slow | |
Joy-ride boy died and I think to myself | |
From Magdalene to Sellafield | |
There’s scant regard for how we feel | |
Sheep are green, dead roses too | |
I know it sounds bleak but hey, don’t despair | |
Cos even men with steel hearts love to see a dog on the pitch | |
Even men with steel hearts love to see a dog on the pitch | |
It generates a warmth around the ground that augurs well for mankind | |
And that’s what life’s about | |
The raft of dreams we sailed in the bay | |
Has foundered on the reefs of today | |
Ill wind blows through my cape of no hope | |
Dock Road can-lad on the end of a rope | |
Yet by the stream in summer time | |
The charming lark, the country chime | |
Smite this faithless pantomime | |
Welcome to the daylight at the back of my mind | |
Even men with steel hearts love to see a dog on the pitch | |
Even men with steel hearts love to see a dog on the pitch | |
It generates a warmth around the ground that augurs well for mankind | |
And that’s what life’s about | |
Trouble is these days you never see a dog on the pitch. |
Hey Louis | |
Wonderful world, terrible song | |
Everything' s gone horribly wrong | |
Cars are too fast, ' cos the drivers are slow | |
Joyride boy died and I think to myself | |
From Magdalene to Sellafield | |
There' s scant regard for how we feel | |
Sheep are green, dead roses too | |
I know it sounds bleak but hey, don' t despair | |
Cos even men with steel hearts love to see a dog on the pitch | |
Even men with steel hearts love to see a dog on the pitch | |
It generates a warmth around the ground that augurs well for mankind | |
And that' s what life' s about | |
The raft of dreams we sailed in the bay | |
Has foundered on the reefs of today | |
Ill wind blows through my cape of no hope | |
Dock Road canlad on the end of a rope | |
Yet by the stream in summer time | |
The charming lark, the country chime | |
Smite this faithless pantomime | |
Welcome to the daylight at the back of my mind | |
Even men with steel hearts love to see a dog on the pitch | |
Even men with steel hearts love to see a dog on the pitch | |
It generates a warmth around the ground that augurs well for mankind | |
And that' s what life' s about | |
Trouble is these days you never see a dog on the pitch. |
Hey Louis | |
Wonderful world, terrible song | |
Everything' s gone horribly wrong | |
Cars are too fast, ' cos the drivers are slow | |
Joyride boy died and I think to myself | |
From Magdalene to Sellafield | |
There' s scant regard for how we feel | |
Sheep are green, dead roses too | |
I know it sounds bleak but hey, don' t despair | |
Cos even men with steel hearts love to see a dog on the pitch | |
Even men with steel hearts love to see a dog on the pitch | |
It generates a warmth around the ground that augurs well for mankind | |
And that' s what life' s about | |
The raft of dreams we sailed in the bay | |
Has foundered on the reefs of today | |
Ill wind blows through my cape of no hope | |
Dock Road canlad on the end of a rope | |
Yet by the stream in summer time | |
The charming lark, the country chime | |
Smite this faithless pantomime | |
Welcome to the daylight at the back of my mind | |
Even men with steel hearts love to see a dog on the pitch | |
Even men with steel hearts love to see a dog on the pitch | |
It generates a warmth around the ground that augurs well for mankind | |
And that' s what life' s about | |
Trouble is these days you never see a dog on the pitch. |