[00:31.35]If you are more blitz than ritz they'll tell you every day
[00:37.58]That she's much too proud to take you out
[00:41.55]Her dreams a frock away
[00:44.77]And oh her majesty knows
[00:51.13]That damn fine girls need damn fine clothes
[00:59.20]
[01:00.13]Young girls dance in arabesques so swiftly through the dark
[01:06.55]And they're hunted by those hounds of men
[01:10.69]Who search for tell tale hearts
[01:13.79]And oh we all still know
[01:20.25]That it's far too hard to ever let them go
[01:26.90]
[01:29.36]Don't lose sight of what you were hoping to be
[01:37.59]Blood stains a rosary
[01:41.09]
[01:43.05]And by night the choir's screaming
[01:47.35]Set that child alight
[01:52.76]
[02:06.23]If you long for foreign seas when winter proves too cruel
[02:12.09]They'll be spitting from balconies
[02:16.16]The drunken priest's a fool
[02:19.57]God knows he's too poor to go
[02:25.14]
[02:25.66]Begging down on the streets below
[02:32.29]
[02:34.94]Red lace from another class tied loosely around their necks
[02:40.90]And there's young love bound in blood stained gowns
[02:45.53]They almost had their heads
[02:48.61]And oh we all still know
[02:54.77]That borrowed highs aren't worth the awful lows
[03:01.30]
[03:03.92]Don't lose sight of what you were hoping to be
[03:12.03]Blood stains a rosary
[03:15.89]
[03:17.55]And by night the choir's screaming
[03:20.95]
[03:21.80]Set that child alight
[03:27.25]
[03:55.22]If you long for foreign seas when winter proves too cruel
[04:03.22]
[04:04.90]They'll be spitting from balconies
[04:12.06]