Fine Excuses - Slipped текст песни

The wind blows

Down the seafront

Clearing out the rubbish

A mindset in a headlock

This town is knit of honey, flies and sick

A dated receipt

A TV repeat

A footnote between the sheets

And they who come undone

Should not remain unsung

And they who come undone

Should not remain unsung

So throw your hat to the ground

And swear that you never meant to reach around

Well, I heard that

You let fly

A quiver of communities (the red eye)

Well, I heard that (down the seafront)

You mirrored strange ways

In quiet streaks of course

A full office quip

"Son, give me that grip

We want you going, going quick!"

And they who come undone

Should not remain unsung

And they who come undone

Should not remain unsung

So throw your hat to the ground

And swear that you never meant to reach around

Going quick…

And they who come undone

Should not remain unsung

And they who come undone

Should not remain unsung

And I'm not far from the crowd

But I can see them hoisting that beady cloud

It's alpha versus you

Alpha versus me