Lyrics to Whiskey
Please send me a sign
And set me up against the rain
Give me something I can trust
In all the drama and change
I followed a dream
And if a man has gone too far
Then let me live against my creed
In all the filth of it all
And I can drink
My whiskey and water and
Fix folly and peace
Cos there's a price you pay
To live this way, its called release
Please drop me a line
And send me love and sun to boot
Cos I'm idle drunk unwell
Busy with nothing to do
This body is cold
I have to make the grade alone
Cos I have traveled far to find
I need a room of my own
Where I can
Break cards with fortune cos
She's something to be
She's spending Saturdays in (indecipherable)
With the SSP
And I'm charged guilty as sin
Because it hurts me to know
That she is working so hard
But for the joy of stock control
But let me
Sing out to myself
And polish off this bottle christ
And send them down to Saville Row
Cos I'm not ready to die
But I, I'm ready to live
Can I make it out with pride
Played the left wing let down king
But I've been something to hide
And I can
Run to you for cover and
We'll bury the thread
And when the time has come for leaving
I will love you instead
Oh won't you
Sing something in mind and keep
This stillness is bleak
I could be dreaming with the
Guilt we have for the working week
And in the warm arms of a stranger I'm
Too happy a lie
I know we've both been here before
Just please don't ask me why
And I have
Walked here with you close to me
But never alone
But won't you cling to me and (indecipherable)
You're the joy I've known
You're the joy I've known (x5)
Lalalalalalala lalalala
And set me up against the rain
Give me something I can trust
In all the drama and change
I followed a dream
And if a man has gone too far
Then let me live against my creed
In all the filth of it all
And I can drink
My whiskey and water and
Fix folly and peace
Cos there's a price you pay
To live this way, its called release
Please drop me a line
And send me love and sun to boot
Cos I'm idle drunk unwell
Busy with nothing to do
This body is cold
I have to make the grade alone
Cos I have traveled far to find
I need a room of my own
Where I can
Break cards with fortune cos
She's something to be
She's spending Saturdays in (indecipherable)
With the SSP
And I'm charged guilty as sin
Because it hurts me to know
That she is working so hard
But for the joy of stock control
But let me
Sing out to myself
And polish off this bottle christ
And send them down to Saville Row
Cos I'm not ready to die
But I, I'm ready to live
Can I make it out with pride
Played the left wing let down king
But I've been something to hide
And I can
Run to you for cover and
We'll bury the thread
And when the time has come for leaving
I will love you instead
Oh won't you
Sing something in mind and keep
This stillness is bleak
I could be dreaming with the
Guilt we have for the working week
And in the warm arms of a stranger I'm
Too happy a lie
I know we've both been here before
Just please don't ask me why
And I have
Walked here with you close to me
But never alone
But won't you cling to me and (indecipherable)
You're the joy I've known
You're the joy I've known (x5)
Lalalalalalala lalalala
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