British India - The Golden Years lyrics

rate me

It makes me nervous and i know why

This secret service this dead end guy

And ever since i was a young man

I've been waiting for right now

Take off your name tag, push through the crowd

I haven't seen you in months and months

Been snorting diamonds and stealing cars

and every time i see you these days

It feels like we have never met

I can't remember, i can't forget

It's the angel complication

You've got to get there your own way man,

Then you've just got to do it again

It's the angel being questioned

You've got to get there your own way man,

Then you've just got to do it again

I think about you now and then

These golden years that we're drowing in

We'll spend our whole lives trying to get to a place

We dont want to be

Take off your t-shirt, lie next to me

It's the angel complication

You've got to get there your own way man,

Then you've just got to do it again

It's the angel being wasted

Reminding me once again, that i have no freinds

I'm alone and i'll end up as dead as everyone else

It's the angel complication

You've got to get there your own way man,

Then you've just got to do it again

It's the angel on the pavement

She sings a song that lasts forever

But i hate to remember

I forget as hard as i can