I wish you lonely
If only for one day
So that you might see routine for me
Since the day I was born, born

Think of yourself only
Of everything you demand
Or you want or you need
And to hell
To hell with everybody else, everybody else

Turn the key slowly
Remember how I can't sleep
Or if ever I do, an earthquake
An earthquake couldn't agitate, couldn't agitate

Tombs are full of fools who gave their life upon command
Of monarchy, oligarch, head of state, potentate
And now never coming back, never coming back

Tombs are full of fools who gave their life upon command
Of Romance gone wrong, the same old glue
And never coming true, never coming true

Tombs are full of fools who gave their life upon command of
Heroin, heroin, heroin, heroin, heroin
And never coming back, never coming back

I wish you lonely
Like the last tracked humpback whale
Chased by gunships from Bergen
But never giving in, never giving in

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Writer(s): Martin James Boorer, Steven Patrick Morrissey