Wreckin Bar (Ra Ra Ra) (Live in Brighton)
Pretty girl, wrecking' bar
Ra ra ra ra, yeah you are
Growing up, I'm twice the man
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah, I am
The angel's game, F. Scott Fitzgerald
The evening news and the Morning Herald
I know they're not from very far
Les femmes, les bars; c'est pas une joire
Where you been? You can't say?
Hey hey hey hey, yeah you may
That might seem a bit below
No no no, it's funny though
Let's go home, I think we oughtta
I know you're your mother's daughter
Well brought up and royal blue
But I haven't got the time for you
Finger pointing, pre-supposing
Watch out man the doors are closing
This is what you get when you turn your back
A clear blue sky turning dirty black
compositores: Freddie Cowan,Justin Hayward-Young,Arni Arnason,Pete Robertson
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