The Pretty Things - S. F. Sorrow Is Born текст песни

Or a Christmas tree
Then a couple from up north
Sorrow and his wife arrived
Before the sun had left the streets
They were living inside

Then before too long
The street, it rang with the sound
From number three there came the cry

S. F. Sorrow is born (x4)

The sunlight of his days
Was spent in the grey of his mind
As he stole love with a tongue of lies
The world is shrinking in size

S. F. Sorrow is born (x3)
(S.F. Sorrow...)