The Lonely Hearts of England

Skint & Demoralised

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    Approval and affection, well they force you to perform
    When you look at your reflection, does it make you feel warm?
    Or does something hold you back, until someone holds you tight
    Someone for a life-time, or maybe just a night

    And I've tried and failed many times, I've rarely won
    But I am a chatty bugger, yes I am my mother's son
    So I'll try and find my finest shirt and show 'em what I can
    I've got various ambitions as an independent man

    Does it make you start to question, is it better left unsaid?
    With the power of suggestion there's a stranger in your bed
    Does it meet your expectation, does it ever guarantee?
    Will the lonely hearts of England stand and raise a glass with me

    With the girls all wearing dresses, and the fellas wearing shoes
    Everything excessive, and everything to lose
    When the bells ring out for two o'clock, it's the measure of your night
    You'll either end-up frisky or you'll end-up in a fight

    Are you standing with your sweetheart, are you looking for a match?
    Do you tell yourself in silence that you really are a catch?
    When you step outside for a cigarette and you try to make her laugh
    And then treat her to the doubles with the last of the overdraft

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    Just get another round in, we're wasting precious time
    No celibates, we're celebrating living in our prime
    Do you often sit and wonder, what happiness might be?
    Will the lonely hearts of England stand and raise a glass with me

    Old Father Time with his stacks of coins is propping-up the bar
    He's seen all kinds of faces, but he's never been that far
    He's fragile and he's bony, with skin as thin as silk
    But he'd drink a pint of whiskey like you'd drink a pint of milk

    When your song came on the jukebox, and you had to stand and jive
    And it's nine o'clock on a Friday night when you really come alive
    Just lose your inhibitions, and forget about the truth
    'cause the one thing that you can't get back is the freedom of your youth

    And by twelve o'clock tomorrow, I doubt that we'll recall
    When the truth comes out and you start to shout and there's nothing past these walls
    And they're snoozing by the telly if they choose to disagree
    Will the lonely hearts of England stand and raise a glass with me

    Have you spotted someone sexy, are you trying to catch their eye?
    It's a bloody expensive taxi if you stand around all shy
    With a little introduction and a little bit of charm
    You've a belly filled with butterflies and someone on your arm

    I've told you many times before and I'll tell you many more
    You're my greatest friend in the bloody world, and that is something sure
    And I know I've never met you, but you're such a bloody star
    So let's gather our possessions and we'll find another bar

    If it's sunny or it's snowing, it's a ritual for life
    If you're looking for a girlfriend or you're hiding from your wife
    If you're drinking on your pension, if you're young and fancy free
    Will the lonely hearts of England stand and raise a glass with me

    Will the lonely hearts of England stand and raise a glass with me
    Will the lonely hearts of England stand and raise a glass with me

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