Everyone's got secrets, dirty little secrets Have I got one on you Although they may be secrets, they may show your weakness Well are they really true Don't tell your mates on the council estates Cos there's no one to trust Don't tell the sky as it spits down in your eye But tell a priest if you must Cos everyone's got problems, everyone's got problems And everyone's got stress Controlling our relations, avoiding situations Thatn end up in a mess Don't be afraid if your thoughts are mislaid Cos there's nothing to fear Don't get upset if your memories make regrets Because we've all got them here Secrets, secrets, secrets Are for keeping, keeping, keeping And if your tell them They lose there meaning