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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Ocean Colour Scene
Ocean Colour Scene
Performer
Damon Minchella
Damon Minchella
Bass Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Ocean Colour Scene
Ocean Colour Scene
Producer
Brendan Lynch
Brendan Lynch
Producer
Martyn 'Max' Heyes
Martyn 'Max' Heyes
Mixing Engineer
Tim Young
Tim Young
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

The house caught on fire in the winter, the bosses lay slain And each of the workers decided to ten fold their pay And they saw in the mirror the sun had been shot down in flames And nobody minded the hole in the sky or the rain But it doesn't really matter when the judgments are said 'Cos we all take our chances to find out romance is in some other's bed Then you might burn your fingers, hock your best rings for those Who'd have you standing naked than publicly auction the use of a hose All the children were laughing their faces in half at the pain Of the girl who loved talking to walls and jumping at trains And the words that ring true in the playground of fools will remain And nobody minded the hole in the sky or the rain But it doesn't really matter when the rights have been read 'Cos we all take our chances to glance at the wife in the opposite bed And I bet Nero and Pilate could easily explain How policemen and pirates get stoned in glass houses Just finding their way The house caught on fire in the winter, the bosses lay slain And each of the workers decided to ten fold their pay And they saw in the mirror the sun had been shot down in flames And nobody minded the hole in the sky or the rain But it doesn't really matter when the judgments are said 'Cos we all take our chances to find out romance is in some other's bed Then you might burn your fingers, hock your best friends for those Who'd have you standing naked then publicly auction the use of a hose But it doesn't really matter when the rights have been read 'Cos we all take our chances to glance at the wife in the opposite bed And I bet Nero and Pilate could easily explain How policemen and pirates get stoned in glass houses Just finding their way Yeah, policemen and pirates get stoned in glass houses Just finding their way Yeah, policemen and pirates get stoned in glass houses Just finding their way
Writer(s): Oscar Lloyd Harrison, Stephen Cradock, Simon Fowler, Damon Minchella Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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