I'd tell you a story but you won't listen It's about a nightmare steeped in tradition It's the story of a coked-up pansy Who spents his nights in flights of fancy Met two fellas over gin and mixers They talked for a while and soon got the picture One was a souped up Soho mincer And the other was a pikey with a knowledge for scripture Then the conversation turned evil (evil) Talked, talked and talked about people Why did you do it to so many people? Stumbled left out of the boozer Threw some schrapnel to the legless fusalier An endless ceiling and another light With a half-tenner smile and you're looking alright That girls out way ahead of the game Way ahead of the game Way ahead of the game You've turned your back upon her One too many times Spent all her hard earned money Getting high she sang Is she more beautiful, is she more beautiful Is she more beautiful than me? Is she more beautiful, is she more beautiful Is she more beautiful than me? She's la belle et la bete at the ball La belle et la bete at the ball La belle et la bete at the ball You know she could have us all You've turned your back upon her One too many times Spent all her hard earned money Just getting high She sang Is she more beautiful, is she more beautiful Is she more beautiful than me? (Than she) Is she more beautiful, is she more beautiful Is she more beautiful than me? (Than she) Is she more beautiful, is she more beautiful Is she more beautiful than she? I'll tell you a story but you won't listen It's about a nightmare steeped in tradition It's the story of a coked-up pansy Who spents his nights in flights of fancy Met two fellas over gin and mixers They talked for a while and soon got the picture One was a souped up Soho mincer And the other was a pikey with a knowledge for scriptures Then the conversation turned evil (evil) Talked and talked and talked about people Why did you do it to so many people? That girls out way ahead of the game Way ahead of the game Way ahead of the game Out way ahead of the game You've turned your back upon her One too many times Spent all her hard earned money Just getting high She sang Is she more beautiful than me, is she more beautiful? Is she more beautiful than me? Is she more beautiful, is she more beautiful Is she more beautiful than me? Is she more beautiful, is she more beautiful Is she more beautiful than me? Is she more beautiful, is she more beautiful Is she more beautiful than me?😊😊
shame theres no HD version. Musicianship on this ... priceless
11:30 Smooth move there
I'd tell you a story but you won't listen
It's about a nightmare steeped in tradition
It's the story of a coked-up pansy
Who spents his nights in flights of fancy
Met two fellas over gin and mixers
They talked for a while and soon got the picture
One was a souped up Soho mincer
And the other was a pikey with a knowledge for scripture
Then the conversation turned evil (evil)
Talked, talked and talked about people
Why did you do it to so many people?
Stumbled left out of the boozer
Threw some schrapnel to the legless fusalier
An endless ceiling and another light
With a half-tenner smile and you're looking alright
That girls out way ahead of the game
Way ahead of the game
Way ahead of the game
You've turned your back upon her
One too many times
Spent all her hard earned money
Getting high she sang
Is she more beautiful, is she more beautiful
Is she more beautiful than me?
Is she more beautiful, is she more beautiful
Is she more beautiful than me?
She's la belle et la bete at the ball
La belle et la bete at the ball
La belle et la bete at the ball
You know she could have us all
You've turned your back upon her
One too many times
Spent all her hard earned money
Just getting high
She sang
Is she more beautiful, is she more beautiful
Is she more beautiful than me? (Than she)
Is she more beautiful, is she more beautiful
Is she more beautiful than me? (Than she)
Is she more beautiful, is she more beautiful
Is she more beautiful than she?
I'll tell you a story but you won't listen
It's about a nightmare steeped in tradition
It's the story of a coked-up pansy
Who spents his nights in flights of fancy
Met two fellas over gin and mixers
They talked for a while and soon got the picture
One was a souped up Soho mincer
And the other was a pikey with a knowledge for scriptures
Then the conversation turned evil (evil)
Talked and talked and talked about people
Why did you do it to so many people?
That girls out way ahead of the game
Way ahead of the game
Way ahead of the game
Out way ahead of the game
You've turned your back upon her
One too many times
Spent all her hard earned money
Just getting high
She sang
Is she more beautiful than me, is she more beautiful?
Is she more beautiful than me?
Is she more beautiful, is she more beautiful
Is she more beautiful than me?
Is she more beautiful, is she more beautiful
Is she more beautiful than me?
Is she more beautiful, is she more beautiful
Is she more beautiful than me?😊😊