Do Me a Favour

Well, the mourning was complete When there were tears on the steering wheel, dripping on the seat Several hours or several weeks I'd have the cheek to say they're equally as bleak It's the beginning of the end The car went up the hill and disappeared around the bend Ask anyone, they'll tell you that it's these times that it tends To start to break in half, to start to fall apart, hold on to your hеart And do me a favour and break my nose Or do mе a favour and tell me to go away Or do me a favour and stop asking questions She walked away while her shoes were untied And her eyes were all red, you could see that she'd cried And I watched and I waited 'til she went inside Forcing a smile and waving goodbye Curiosity becomes a heavy load Too heavy to hold, too heavy to hold Curiosity becomes a heavy load Too heavy to hold, will force you to be cold Do me a favour and ask if you need some help She said, "Do me a favour and stop flattering yourself" And to tear apart the ties that bind Perhaps "Fuck off" might be too kind Perhaps "Fuck off" might be too kind Oh, the Monkeys, in the Royal Albert Hall