Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Isles, artist - Little Comets. Album song In Search of Elusive Little Comets, in the genre АльтернативаDate of issue: 29.01.2011
Record label: Dirty Hit
Song language: English
Isles |
| Economic downturn you can get a job |
| Apologetic parents you can get a job |
| Sometimes I’m feeling just like Cupid with a bow and arrow |
| And I’m firing it at people who remain too shallow |
| In the B R I T I say British Isles |
| The streets are bleak, the kids are running wild |
| Terror on the pavement, panic in the street |
| Tension in the twisted silence of our sheets |
| Sometimes I lie awake for hours feeling so synthetic |
| While my eyes are screaming out for something way more epic |
| It’s the B R I T I say British Isles |
| The streets are bleak, the kids are running wild |
| Terribly bold they try so hard |
| Never look up to see the stars |
| In the B R I T I say British Isles |
| Leeds screaming Bristol torn |
| Belfast and Hull forlorn |
| Oxford dreaming in denial |
| With all it’s gleaming spires |
| Stoke bleeding Glasgow yawns |
| Dundee and Cardiff mourn |
| York breaking Sheffield cries |
| All fears are multiplied |
| B R I T I say British Isles |
| The streets are bleak, the kids are running wild |
| Terribly bold they try so hard |
| Never look up to see the stars |
| In the B R I T I say British Isles |