...Of Lights

Dirty is in her lovers' arms and it is London in the morning

Behind them the skyline burning the riots meaning nothing

Behind in the rent, and ahead in evolution

On this, the Eve of the revolution

In a café over coffee he remembers Rachael

And how her wrists were like China

While in some warehouse off the river

A daughter is raped to Canon in D Minor

And just suppose it, just imagine

What if the world wasn't ending

(What if the world wasn't ending)

Doo Doo Doo Doo Doo

Doo Doo Doo Doo Doo

Doo Doo Doo Doo Doo

Doo Doo Doo Doo...

And see there beneath the moon

The widowed moll moves

Through the gangsters' bars

Is a Jaguar, through an orchestra

And the orchestra is out of tune

And the band is out of time

And all this horror...perversion

But what if the world wasn't ending?

Doo Doo Doo Doo Doo

Doo Doo Doo Doo Doo

Doo Doo Doo Doo Doo

Doo Doo Doo Doo...

Doo Doo Doo Doo Doo

Doo Doo Doo Doo

Doo Doo Doo Doo Doo

Doo Doo Doo Doo...

But what if the world wasn't ending?

And in every friday night high street

Drink till you're sick and eat till you're full

Cos honey, Baby, sugar, it's a fallen World

Ugly children

These are Beautiful stories for ugly children

These are Beautiful stories for ugly children

These are Beautiful stories for ugly children

We couldn't wait for each song to end

So that the next would begin

Behind in the rent, and ahead in evolution

And just supposing, just imagine

The widowed moll moves

As you lay dying kids across the hall were playing

Somewhere there’s a party going on