The Chills - Flame Thrower lyrics
[The Chills - Flame Thrower lyrics]
Stay in bed till much too late
Scanning situations vacant
The face in the mirror looks withered and old
My skin is grey - I can't
Go out - I'm always cold in the doledrums
On the dole in the doledrums
On the dole counting down lonely hours
Drinking lots and taking showers
I no longer dream about the rest of my years
I'll check the letterbox - does anyone care?
In the doledrums on the dole
In the doledrums on the dole
But the benefit's arrive and life goes on
The benefit's arrive and life goes on
The benefit's arrive and life goes
On and on and on (etc)
Scanning situations vacant
The face in the mirror looks withered and old
My skin is grey - I can't
Go out - I'm always cold in the doledrums
On the dole in the doledrums
On the dole counting down lonely hours
Drinking lots and taking showers
I no longer dream about the rest of my years
I'll check the letterbox - does anyone care?
In the doledrums on the dole
In the doledrums on the dole
But the benefit's arrive and life goes on
The benefit's arrive and life goes on
The benefit's arrive and life goes
On and on and on (etc)