Lyrics
Scaffolding pays good bread, what were his thoughts that night
manchester s likely too
What were his thoughts that night, angry sounds did he hear there
Manchester s likely too, it keeps on flowing on but it left dave alone
had no real need for chicks
Angry sounds did he hear there, dave was from out of town
It pays for drugs and kicks, it just kept flowing on there s city sickness here
There was a place there where he lost himself, it was too much for him
it was too much for him
More read than me and you, angry sounds did he hear there Stranglers, had read de sade to marx
Had read de sade to marx, like the howling of bulls The, more read than me and you
had no real need for chicks
Dave was from out of town, strange people did he meet there
but now he s dead
manchester s likely too
Angry sounds did he hear there, what were his thoughts that night
what were his thoughts that night
but now he s dead
more read than me and you
Like the howling of bulls, i bet he hit that water high
I m not going to cry, i bet he hit that water high
It just kept flowing on there s city sickness here, the river thames is cold The, scaffolding pays good bread
had read de sade to marx
It just kept flowing on there s city sickness here, i bet he hit that water high
manchester s likely too
But now he s dead, manchester s likely too