The Captain
Our class, in kind, we all learn to hate the poor You know, in time, models yearn for something more You know this, you took work at the club A hostess and a footballer in love My French is weak but your perfume is so strong They teach you young, they don't teach you right from wrong You know this hymn, it's all been sung before You noticed him, we will learn to miss the wars and the sound and all of the confidence men in this town in all of the prominent tents in the south I was lying down I caught some rest, he caught your eye My love, my bride, it was a lie Inside the gates, the estate you life you prefer In style this year, I moved up to Manchester You liked it, I might have known It fell apart, you will raise our child alone in the arms of all of the confidence men in this town and all of the prominent gents in the south I was standing down I caught a glance, I caught a round in the side, in the side, at the side of the bed is the stand of all of the confidence men in the land after all of the prominent cries in the press I am standing up I'll call my barrister up when I'm right My, love, my bride, oh it was a lie |