If I was a londoner, rich with complaint
Would you take me back to your house
Which is sainted with lust and the listless shade
If I could have held you once more with that light
Its nothing to you, but it keeps me alive
Like a valentines day, its a valentines heart, anyway

The king and the ages, they fall by the plan
Its always the tired and the ordinary man
(its the) challenge its funny and such
I want to see you again
I want to see you again
Its so simple and plain
But Ill come back and see you again

The lie is the angel, it doesnt exist
I tell you its funny but you like just to twist all my words
Its a shame youre so young
My word, its a shame Im so dumb
I figure a house with the smoke and the fence
The people round here would be pleased
Take my word on this

I would believe just in you, just believe in you
And five days to catch me around with my ring
As I visit the friendships which meant everything to the girl
With the clowns face, to the girl with the clowns face, round here