Oh lover it's a lovely night,
but outside the sky's still light.
If we just sit and stare,
we could take a walk through London.
Into Regent's Park or thereabouts,
to watch the crowd prepare to get on down.
What makes your world go round
my world changed you round,
and put mirrors in your eyes,
which I smash against the ground.
As any fool will know
that smashing people's hearts,
can be so much more fun
than breaking people's bones.
Baby just don't stray too far,
you're helpless on your own.
These people want to change things -
they're dangerous to know.
They'll fill your tiny head with rubbish,
take you clean away from me,
there's not much that I own,
but I'd like to think that I own you.
Have I ever told you
I only see my face
when I look into your eyes?
Well how can I forgive your open legs
they stop me dead in my tracks
like a flytrap traps a passing fly.
And have you ever noticed
how we never ever swallow anybody's lies?
God, that makes me strong,
and now we've cleared the air,
let's stay to watch the penalties dispense.
Punching women, kicking men.
Five on one, one on ten.
These fuckers getting all that they deserve.
It's just tricks with mirrors
that makes them think they're in the right,
but we know different and who's to argue
on such a lovely night?