Lyrics
A lost souls, you and i, my dear
Whiskey bottle and a 45, my dear
We're on a roll, suitcase and cellophane, my dear
Whiskey bottle and a 45 satisfies my dear
And someone's whispering into my ear
Askin' softly what do your fear today
'Cause in faithless times i know your hate, i seen your crime, i felt your cruelty
In the bubblegum years
In the bubblegum years
Been wasting time, i lost my money, found someone to call me honey
How to grow old was never clear, gon' look for something much less sincere, my dear
Whiskey bottle and a 45 satisfies my dear
And someones whispering into my ear
Askin' softly what do your fear today
'Cause in faithless times i know your hate, i've felt your crimes, i've felt your cruelty
In the bubblegum years
In the bubblegum years
BEN OTTEWELL, BENJAMIN JOSEPH OTTEWELL, IAN THOMAS BALL, OLIVER JAMES PEACOCK, PAUL BLACKBURN, THOMAS WILLIAM GRAY
Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.