Forget Myself

They're pacing Piccadilly in packs again

They're moaning for the mercy of a never come rain

The sun's had enough, and the simmering sky

Has the heave and the hue of a woman on fire

Shop shutters rattle down, and I'm caught in the crowd

All scented and descending from the satellite towns

The neon is graffiti, singin' "Make a new start"

So I look for a plot where I can bury my broken heart

No, I know I won't forget you

But I'll forget myself, if the city will forgive me

The man on the door has a head like Mars

Like a baby born to the doors of the bars

And surrounded by steam with his folded arms

She's got that urban genie thing goin' on

He's so mercifully free of the pressures of grace

Saint Peter in satin, he's like Buddha with mace

He's so mercifully free of the pressures of grace

Saint Peter in satin, he's like Buddha with mace

No, I know I won't forget you

But I'll forget myself, if the city will forgive me

No, I know I won't forget you

But I'll forget myself, if the city will forgive me

Do you move through the room with a glass in your hand?

Thinkin' too hard about the way you stand

Are you watchin' 'em pair off and drinkin' along?

Fallin' in love every second song

Do you move through the room with a glass in your hand?

Thinkin' too hard about the way you stand

Are you watchin' 'em pair off and drinkin' 'em long?

Are you fallin' in love?

Are you fallin' in love?

Are you fallin' in love every second song?

No, I know I won't forget you

But I'll forget myself, if the city will forgive me

No, I know I won't forget you

But I'll forget myself, and the city will forgive me