Constantines - Hyacinth Blues lyrics

Raise the grey flags Ink the trenchant ballads The retail mob is bleating At the latest dead sensation The cretinous crowd is salting the sores Rejects at the trough Vulture the corpse Under suspicion The fools got the hyacinth blues The cosmetic harem Are nursing the newswire Spelling out the latest score Under suspicion The fools got the hyacinth blues O-V-E-R-D-O-S-E Under suspicion The fools got the hyacinth blues