jilly armeen

taking sides

planning a trip

no place like home if only i could afford it

ticket to ride

connected by the hip

surviving on the dabs of the dust in the pocket

four minute mile

dressing down by your friend

you haven't seen in a while

all comes to a head

with just one smile to say what is said

she's light as a feather

i'm heavier than lead

you're useless to me

jilly armeen

last time i ever sing a song for them

using you under pseudonym

never again

you always went for my friends and not for me

deep cuts and shards of glass

broken bones in plaster cast

hand on the shoulder

he starts to laugh

you don't hear planes when you live under the flight-path

you're useless to me

jilly armeen

last time i ever sing a song for them

using you under pseudonym

never again

you always went for my friends and not for me

you're useless to me

jilly armeen

last time i ever sing a song for them

using you under pseudonym

never again

you always went for my friends and not for me

yeah