CHEWIE - Charlene lyrics

I know we're all broken hymns
Line by line father time dies alone
And here's the fucking thing
There's no point in writing gospel truths
To a room full of pricks on their phone

When you're gone for days
Home is everything to me

Stop moving the goalposts, Charlene
Stop telling me the right girl's wrong for me
Stop over-analyzing everyone or everything

Be good, be fair, and just
Were the words that I learned as boy
But here's the simple fact
There's still no fucking banker pricks
With their hands on their flute in the joy

When you're gone for days
Home is everything to me

Stop moving the goalposts, Charlene
Stop telling me the right girl's wrong for me
Stop over-analyzing everyone or everything

It's true, you are my one and only
But, you don't give a feeling away
It's true, for sure, you are my one and only
But, you don't give a shit anyway

Stop moving the goalposts, Charlene
Stop telling me the right girl's wrong for me
Stop over-analyzing everyone or everything