In the Belly of the Brazen Bull

It's so strange seeming Like a friends mothers perfume That you can be what you want Anointed genius, poets and good fucks Yeah, you can be what you want Anyway, getting the feeling Spent all my splendour long ago And thought I rarely see it Your oth

You mean a lot to me But I never listen to a word you say cos I've got money in my wallet I've got bruises on my knees But that don't matter Cos the point was lost On a jaded youth Check out these words, they're deep Smoke cigarettes down at the end

Anna, do you ever wonder Why I'm here sitting with all the Queen's men? Is it awkward? Or are they friends? I've seen some of these faces before I'm sure And I was only asking for what I knew was mine And I was only asking for what I knew was mine Bu

It was half my life ago, I was drinking out in the snow, and the next day I was weak as a kitty, Glandular fever got the best of me. I had my first real girlfriend, It felt so nice to be in love again, Maybe that's why I got the kissing disease? Glan

Pure O You had me hurting You should know that I was certain in my head When you know, you know I can't change God-damn the times I thought of nothing but the things I couldn't prove So perfect in my devising I load it all on you and your lonely hear

Come on, I'll be a no one New way Got you wrong, it's not your fault Sometimes I'd rather be a cheat You can't keep circling me Case I'm trying so hard to win joy every minute Serious we are really well We don't need you like a hole in the head Come