Johnny Foreigner - Cranes and Cranes and Cranes and Cranes lyrics

We make our own mythologies
Your maps won't let us down again
Your legends all played out
You're keeping some dark secrets but
You talk in your sleep
We make our own mythologies
All gangster scenes and bullet scars
Your fashion's three months late
If I had the guts, I promise I would

Cut the powerlines, tape the letterbox shut
I don't worry about those things
I don't worry about those
One grey mess to another grey mess
Distance knows a heavy heart less

Every single, single night out
For a lifetime of college films
(A sign! a sign)
I'm hoping, I'm hoping, I'm hoping
I'm hoping you don't call

Tear down our nightclubs, put up flats
Tear down our pubs and put up flats
All rows of neat new tracts
Why'd you want to live here
If there's nothing but housing?
Your boyfriend owns the bar we drink
Your boyfriend ruins everything
In a room with the blinds drawn
If I had the guts, of course I would

Cut the powerlines, tape the letterbox shut
I don't worry about those things
I don't worry about those
One green mess to another green mess
Distance knows a heavy heart best

Every single, single night out
For a lifetime of college films
(A sign! a sign)
I'm hoping, I'm hoping, I'm hoping
I'm hoping you don't call