Lyrics Dirty Pretty Things

Dirty Pretty Things

No Signal. No Battery

When you've loved and lost and loved again

Then your hour will not be up, my friend

Cos genorisity was Hitler's best disguise

Well theres nothing left cos she went away

An age restriction on your counting down days

Delivering whole saints on a road

For you

In the end

When you say your heart is on the mend

You know it takes one to know one, too

And it'd take one just to get to you

My girl oooooooooh

You'll never get to heaven with your heart in your shoes-ooooh

With your hands in your pockets and you're back on the booze

When you've lived and died and died some more

Can I see you on the kitchen floor?

All the rats down here have clear ideas tonight

So you scoop yourself up from the Darwanised dream

Wipe your grazed knees, stop feeling so clean

You used to bluff, seems enough

Cos there by the door, you made your mind up, wanting more

You know it takes one to know one too

And it'd take one just to get to you

My girl oooooooooh

You'll never get to heaven with your heart in your shoes-ooooh

With your hands in your pockets and you're back on the booze

oooh

You'll never get to heaven with your heart in your shoes-ooooh

With your hands in your pockets and you're back on the booze-oooze

You'll never get to heaven with your heart in your shoes-ooooh

With your hands in your pockets and you're back on the booze-oooze

No you'll never ever...