said you drew the justice dry
found the reflection so let it shine
it's a brave old world but it's stuck in time
can't afford to live in this house no more
but it doesn't have to be like it was before
November sleeps upon the cold tarmac
it's a terrible bed and it breaks your back
but you're too scared to turn the heating on
you're scared enough to have to sing this song
it's like ohh