Kling, King, Killing all the bells to kill
Cry, cry, cry, cry the ?
These empty days of tears ? do not speak
Bang, bang, bang shot the passers by
I don't care, cry the ? wife
The only numbers melting in loss

And I don't care about the coming wave
I take my chances in the grave
Broke myself to my surprise
Then settle up and ride into the night

Seen anybody, set the ? head
Damn, damn, damn show
Is hard to tell, the fight is from within!
Move, move, move, shine your every light
Lift up ? and ? alike
Tell the man that you want him home tonight!

And I don't care about the coming wave
I take my chances in the grave
? matters now,
I can't undo what I don't know how

And I don't care what the neighbors think
? dripping from the kitchen sink
The death comes down and changes my world
?I find myself so much!

And I don't care about the coming wave
I take my chances in the grave
Broke myself to my surprise
Then settle up and ride into the night
Kling I Klang, Kling I Klang, Kling I Klang

Copyright: Downtown Music Publishing, Universal Music Publishing Group
Writer(s): PAUL WELLER, SIMON DINE