For your sake I did it
We can blame it on young lies
With both arms receive it
As love makes our escape
Oh, children of England
Your emollient is running into the soul and
The kiss of a crackhead is greater
Than the obsequious behaviour of your politicians
Oh, so secret doubts of womankind
Double screaming (screaming, screaming)
Double screaming (double screaming)
Ooh, there's something in the air
I've seen it crawl out through the ceiling
Ooh, she's running, caught up in your own love
Ooh, young lies
Oh, children of England
Your emollient is running into the soul and
The kiss of a crackhead is greater
Than the obsequious behaviour of your politicians
Oh, so secret doubts of womankind
Double screaming (screaming, screaming)
Double screaming (double screaming)
