Goodbye rose-tinted
Pullover cloudy sky
Let blue bottles touch those lips
Goodbye rose-tinted
I'll get into Dodie and Die
Dressing like Ho Chi Minh
'Cause I know, you know the dark of a moonless sky
And why halos start to fuzz
It's the terror of Lambeth love
It's the terror of Lambeth love
Goodbye rose-tinted
Maybe I'm shy?
Maybe I don't give a shit?
Maybe I'm high?
Three runs
A can of beer
A lad of manners
Never taught the wanker how to climb in her tights as yet
Flies stick to shit
Then I watched your halo start to fuzz
(Trains go flashing by)
And the world went crashing by
In the terror of Lambeth love
In the terror of Lambeth love
In the terror of Lambeth love
In the terror of Lambeth love
In the terror of Lambeth love
In the terror of Lambeth love
Jamie T - The Terror Of Lambeth Love Lyrics
Jamie T - The Terror Of Lambeth Love Lyrics
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English
Goodbye rose-tinted
Pullover cloudy sky
Let blue bottles touch those lips
Goodbye rose-tinted
I'll get into Dodie and Die
Dressing like Ho Chi Minh
'Cause I know, you know the dark of a moonless sky
And why halos start to fuzz
It's the terror of Lambeth love
It's the terror of Lambeth love
Goodbye rose-tinted
Maybe I'm shy?
Maybe I don't give a shit?
Maybe I'm high?
Three runs
A can of beer
A lad of manners
Never taught the wanker how to climb in her tights as yet
Flies stick to shit
Then I watched your halo start to fuzz
(Trains go flashing by)
And the world went crashing by
In the terror of Lambeth love
In the terror of Lambeth love
In the terror of Lambeth love
In the terror of Lambeth love
In the terror of Lambeth love
In the terror of Lambeth love
Pullover cloudy sky
Let blue bottles touch those lips
Goodbye rose-tinted
I'll get into Dodie and Die
Dressing like Ho Chi Minh
'Cause I know, you know the dark of a moonless sky
And why halos start to fuzz
It's the terror of Lambeth love
It's the terror of Lambeth love
Goodbye rose-tinted
Maybe I'm shy?
Maybe I don't give a shit?
Maybe I'm high?
Three runs
A can of beer
A lad of manners
Never taught the wanker how to climb in her tights as yet
Flies stick to shit
Then I watched your halo start to fuzz
(Trains go flashing by)
And the world went crashing by
In the terror of Lambeth love
In the terror of Lambeth love
In the terror of Lambeth love
In the terror of Lambeth love
In the terror of Lambeth love
In the terror of Lambeth love
Writer: Charles Watson, Jamie Treays
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sentric Music, Songtrust Ave
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sentric Music, Songtrust Ave