Hey You Hey you, out there in the coldGetting lonely, getting old, can you feel me?Hey you, standing in the aislesWith itchy feet and fading smiles, can you feel me? Hey you, don’t help them to bury the lightDon’t give in, without a fight Hey you, out there on your ownSitting naked by the phoneWould…

 

Speak to me “i’ve been mad for fucking years, absolutely years, been over the edge for yonks, been working me buns off for bands…” “i’ve always been mad, i know i’ve been mad, like the most of us…very hard to explain why you’re mad, even if you’re not mad…” (instrumental)