Little Comets

Oh language is dead, So she believes, I'm looking up, Socially bereaved, Just like Carlisle, She lies on the border, Disorder surrounds, Her every noun, One Night In October, The clocks go back, And she attacks me oh, Grabbing my left shoulder, Suspe

Economic downturn you can get a job Apologetic parents you can get a job Sometimes I'm feeling just like Cupid with a bow and arrow And I'm firing it at people who remain too shallow In the B R I T I say British Isles The streets are bleak, the kids

Change my socks* Like I change the letters, Girls with three syllable names, Are often so easy to shame, Turn my keys in the lock, Preferring to leave her in shock, So I don't have to explain, Joanna Joanna Joanna Joanna, Joanna Joanna Joanna Joanna,

this is a tale of a man of a boy of a girl of a wife, for putting your hands into trousers and knickers can destroy a life. tension grows, the signs of cavorting still cling to his clothes, tension mounts, he tells that platonic love never counts. ad

So he offers her his coat In return for her devotion For he loves her like a boat That he keeps out on the ocean He says: “I'll tell you lover That I donâ€t need no otherâ€s arms at all” And as he fixes her a look All the innocence that she misto

You feel the weight of imposition Bear heavy on your own decision, decision Fate to face, they multiply The crush of language And the cedent school ties The subtle angles of tradition, tradition Eton for portent St. Paul's for context Oxbridge for vi

Wah-woh wah-woh wah-woh this one's for dancing Wah-woh wah-woh wah-woh this one's for dancing Hands up in the suburbs if you want to be alone Need seconds to check it out But your temperamental feelings Can often leave you feeling like You need a dan

We met on the tenth of March I thought I caught your panic in the railway arch She said we can just pretend Do it many times then I'll kiss your friends And the moment's gonna pass me by in the blink of an eye She passed in the din of June Listening