british intelligence
jamie t
and they won't catch no one so they won't catch me
fours and right up your back
now your money's not free
taking time has never won enough
and three to the four when you're really wired
this is for the cold concrete sold by the feet
taxed by a man that i'm yet to meet
i'm hardly ready to speak
and roxy came round last week
and told me she's sick and tired of women
i'm still traveling trains delayed in the rain on a monday morning
watched by surveillance teams business men live out their dreams
and sleep with secretaries
in stockrooms over flowed with coffee and machines
trying to find a place where they're not watching
to apologize for being so drunk and stubborn
and they won't catch no one so they won't catch me
fours and right up your back
now your money's not free
taking time has never won enough
and three to the four when you're really wired
travel down the inner to the suburban
we'll be on the bar that his lover works in
and a legal lay in the end
jessie from the west said marry up quick
with a bcg and a finger print scan
well the boys from old poland
work their fingers to the bone for the minimum
i was outside calling a friend
trying to save claim on the money i lent
trying to find a place where their not watching
identity cards and camera men
and they won't catch no one so they won't catch me
fours and right up your back
now your money's not free
taking time has never won enough
and three to the four when you're really wired
would you lose me in trouble?
please get him in trouble?
would we get him in trouble?
should we better get him in trouble?
three weeks down and now you've burst you're
and they won't catch no one so they won't catch me
fours and right up your back
now your money's not free
taking time has never won enough
and three to the four when you're really wired