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Dull, dull grey 

The colour of our times 

Cool, cool space 

That I still hope to find 

Far beyond the veil 

The sound of whispers and moans 



Slow, time bomb 

The clamour of the street 

I hear this town 

It never goes to sleep 

And I will catch the taxi driver 

Weeping like a wounded beast 



Then I wake up in your room 

To share one piece of your life 

When tomorrow comes we may not be here at all 

Without your whispers and moans 

'Cos here you come to carry me home 

Here you come to carry me home 



Love that sound 

Time erase 

Tension wheels 

Cool heels 

Won't ya come on open the bid 'fore too long 



Then I wake up in your room 

To share one piece of your life 

I'd give anything to be a fly upon the wall 

And hear your whispers and moans 

I'd like to hear your whispers and moans 

Here you come to carry me 



We are the mirrors 

Are the mirrors of each other in a lifetime of suspicion 

Cleansed in a moment of recognition 

You gave your life for it 

Worth it's weight in gold 

And growing empires and art collectors 

And Alans sound investments 

Will one day be forgotten 

One day be forgotten, yeah 







    



I'd much rather have a caravan in the hills 

Than a mansion in the slums 

The taste of success only lasts you 

Half an hour or less 

But it loves you when it comes 

And you laugh at yourself 

While you're bleeding to death 



I'd much rather have a trampoline in my front room 

Than an isolation tank 

I wish I was a million miles away 

From the manager's door 

There is trouble at the bank 

You laugh at yourself 

As you go deep into debt 

Laugh at yourself 

While he's breathing down your neck 



Who can stop me 

With money in my pocket 

Sometimes I get it free 

The best of both worlds 

I'd much rather have a caravan in the hills 

I'd much rather have a mansion ... in the hills 

Than a mansion in the slums 

Yeah I'd much rather ... 

What I mean is, would you mind if I had it all 

I'll take it when it comes 

And you laugh at yourself 

While you're bleeding to death 

And somebody else is always 

Breathing down your neck 

Laugh at yourself 

While he's hanging over your head 

The best of both worlds 

It'll soon be over