The Sonic Flowers - London Streets Lyrics

Well alright, have it your way
I'll have to go, thats what you say
London streets, they get me down
The busy dull way that the place sounds
It feels so glum, seeing out your name
The winds of change, the clouds chalk grey
And in my dreams, its all their is
They lay in crumbles, they fade then fizz
Oh darling, of course
Its more important of course
Your more important of course

I don't care about his money
I don't care about his history
I don't care about his music
Cos he's a stuck up cunt with f*ck all to do with me or you or me or?

Well alright, you should know
That it brakes my heart when you sink that low
Low low low, so so so
Given the chance, you force me to go
London streets, they have their way
The broken path, the dull of day
But honey its up to you
Its all up to you
The cards are played by you

I don't care about his money
I don't care about his history
I don't care about his music
Cos he's a stuck up cunt with f*ck all to do with you or me
Oh?

I don't care about his money
I don't care about his history
I don't care about his music
I just care that you did
I just care that you did