The Town Pants - Breakfast With St. Swithin lyrics

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I had breakfast with St. Swithin

He was waiting on a train

He said, "Tell me all your troubles boy,

I won't be through this way again."

I said, "There's a certain one, and

Her beauty's like an engine."

He said, "Hang on son, I've heard this one,

And the rest ain't worth the mention."

Said I'm sick of all you bleeding-hearts

Hung up over skirts

You always spend your money

Just to end up feeling like dirt

You sit home there alone

Until all your youth is gone

The bright lights of the city:

They're waiting for you son.

Let's go running through the streets (2x)

Stop along and chat with everyone we meet

(repeat)

He brought me to the bars

And he brought me around 'til one

He dragged me here, and dragged me there

Thought I'd never see the sun

He dropped me on the corner

I never saw him go

I thought about his advice as I

Walked home in the snow.

Ain't got no wishing well

&#xCuz dead men never tell

And all rose up from hell tonight

'Cuz I guess that's just as well

I've never come in early

And I've never come home late

I've never sang out of key

And I've never sang that great.