JARVIS COCKER - Slush
Yesterday you fell out of the sky.
Covered all my faults up, just like snow
You turned this place into a winter wondorland
I barely recognise who or where I am.
My heart melted at your touch:
Turned into slush.
This substance does not belong in the city.
Just as snow cannot stay on the ground for long.
The gritters come & they turn it all to slush
Cos folks round here - well, they got to catch the bus.
My heart melted at your touch:
Turned into slush.
&, if I could, I would refrigerate this moment.
I would preserve it for all time.
But I know that I don't stand a snowball in Hell's
chance
So let's sing 'Auld Langs Ayne'.
Sing it out, now!
My heart melted at your touch:
Turned into slush.
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