Lyrics James Dean Bradfield

James Dean Bradfield

An English Gentleman

An officer and an English gentleman

Are driving west to see who we are

No cashmere coat

Just flowers and a smiling face

So this is our home

Perhaps we're the same

A-walking down your street again

With our sleeping bags under our arms

And it feels like we're never going home

But you gave us more than we need my friend

And we're so happy

To be be at the door

Of an English gentleman

An English gentleman

What mischief makes

Is confusion in a dreary man

But it's not your fault

You just understand

That there are no lies

It's just the way we feel today

So this is our home

Perhaps we're the same

Now we're walking down your street again

With our sleeping bags and our plans

And it feels like we're never going home

But you gave us more than we needed friend

We were so happy

To be at the door of an English gentleman

Yeah, an English gentleman

But you gave us more than we needed friend

We were so happy

To be at the door of an English gentleman

An English gentleman

Yeah, an English gentleman