Gloomy Planets
Idiot job 203
Newspapers shoot their letters at me
I'm alone at last with every other me
Guardian help me, angel shoot
All you ghosts stand by and salute
And explain:
Why is everything so locked up?
Why is everything so locked up?
Lake is empty, lake is full
People say it's a push and pull
I know I did the wrong mistake again
Guardian help me, angel shoot
All you ghosts stand by and salute
And explain:
Why is everything so locked up?
Why is everything so locked up?
I don't blame it on the front row
Don't blame it on them ruling class
Cause I know they stay
Like all the cars in New York
Like all the lights on New Year
Like all these gloomy planets
I know they stay
Writer/s: The Notwist
