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