| Song | Untidy Towns |
| Artist | The Lucksmiths |
| Album | Happy Secret |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| First things first: I have a happy secret | |
| The next bit’s worse | |
| I intend to keep it that way | |
| I can’t remember the last word spoken | |
| I got some mail I didn’t open | |
| It’s an un-read letter day | |
| I know both of us are poor | |
| But baby what are phone bills for | |
| When it’s not raining | |
| All these streets are filled with students | |
| But you won’t catch me complaining it’s a nuisance | |
| It’s useless I know | |
| A storm rolls across the suburbs | |
| And the streets are as empty as the cupboards | |
| But for the boy most likely | |
| And the girl most lovely | |
| Given time I could get tired of all this sleeping | |
| The days I’ve thrown away | |
| And the hours that I am keeping | |
| But for a while I’m fairly happy feeling hopeless | |
| A somersault in a winter coat | |
| I didn’t notice a thing | |
| And I say it like it’s unrehearsed | |
| But I said it in the bathroom first | |
| “The boy most likely | |
| And the girl most lovely” | |
| The hedges and the hibiscus | |
| As soon as she’s outside she says | |
| “I grew up in the tidiest of towns” | |
| Past the pub where my parents met | |
| Resigning ourselves to modern architecture | |
| Don’t let the barstools get you down |
| First things first: I have a happy secret | |
| The next bit' s worse | |
| I intend to keep it that way | |
| I can' t remember the last word spoken | |
| I got some mail I didn' t open | |
| It' s an unread letter day | |
| I know both of us are poor | |
| But baby what are phone bills for | |
| When it' s not raining | |
| All these streets are filled with students | |
| But you won' t catch me complaining it' s a nuisance | |
| It' s useless I know | |
| A storm rolls across the suburbs | |
| And the streets are as empty as the cupboards | |
| But for the boy most likely | |
| And the girl most lovely | |
| Given time I could get tired of all this sleeping | |
| The days I' ve thrown away | |
| And the hours that I am keeping | |
| But for a while I' m fairly happy feeling hopeless | |
| A somersault in a winter coat | |
| I didn' t notice a thing | |
| And I say it like it' s unrehearsed | |
| But I said it in the bathroom first | |
| " The boy most likely | |
| And the girl most lovely" | |
| The hedges and the hibiscus | |
| As soon as she' s outside she says | |
| " I grew up in the tidiest of towns" | |
| Past the pub where my parents met | |
| Resigning ourselves to modern architecture | |
| Don' t let the barstools get you down |
| First things first: I have a happy secret | |
| The next bit' s worse | |
| I intend to keep it that way | |
| I can' t remember the last word spoken | |
| I got some mail I didn' t open | |
| It' s an unread letter day | |
| I know both of us are poor | |
| But baby what are phone bills for | |
| When it' s not raining | |
| All these streets are filled with students | |
| But you won' t catch me complaining it' s a nuisance | |
| It' s useless I know | |
| A storm rolls across the suburbs | |
| And the streets are as empty as the cupboards | |
| But for the boy most likely | |
| And the girl most lovely | |
| Given time I could get tired of all this sleeping | |
| The days I' ve thrown away | |
| And the hours that I am keeping | |
| But for a while I' m fairly happy feeling hopeless | |
| A somersault in a winter coat | |
| I didn' t notice a thing | |
| And I say it like it' s unrehearsed | |
| But I said it in the bathroom first | |
| " The boy most likely | |
| And the girl most lovely" | |
| The hedges and the hibiscus | |
| As soon as she' s outside she says | |
| " I grew up in the tidiest of towns" | |
| Past the pub where my parents met | |
| Resigning ourselves to modern architecture | |
| Don' t let the barstools get you down |