A Slow, Slow Death

We felt a chill from the breeze move in from the east, London pat its own back

Those with the means for the megaphone, will always provide us the soundtrack

I started to diarise the coming of flies when gloom is descending

So when it's back round again, I know it's a false start and not an ending

Some days I struggle to move in elephant shoes, unwilling commuter

Anxiety in my chest, heart under duress taps out of sharpshooter

Preoccupied now for days by nostalgia waves I hated the first time

A gambler's fallacy the more I repeat I won't be the punchline

You. On a lilo. Are an island. Of the pacific.

And then me, me, me. I am face down. In a puddle. On the high street

I got your initials inside a heart tattoo

We two in vermilion, we two a lovers' coup

I got your initials inside a heart tattoo

We two in vermilion, we two a lovers' coup

I know little but I promise:

There's a slow, slow death if you want it

If you want it

In time will I have to lie these memories are mine, not in fact my father's

A schoolboy hero replaced, domestic disgrace, a sad sack, a martyr

We here are common as dirt, 3 lions on our shirt, with high expectations

Absolve this land of a Queen who feasts while we wean a small hopeless nation

You. On a lilo. Are an island. Of the pacific.

And then me, me, me. I am face down. In a puddle. On the high street

I got your initials inside a heart tattoo

We two in vermilion, we two a lovers' coup

I got your initials inside a heart tattoo

We two in vermilion, we two a lovers' coup

I know little but I promise:

There's a slow, slow death if you want it

Yeah, I want it