Nigel Stonier - Something to Sing About lyrics

Baby you're a quick study I think you know that game Once the path's been cut honey It won't grow back the same Talk to me of California Talk to me of Wigan Pier Old Man Crow is here to warn ya We don't like your type round here Lift your eyes up to the heavens It is the last deceit Oh my friends my gutter brethren Won't suffer the same defeat Children of the alleys gather Children of the skies will roll We'll rain our aces You will fold fold fold Don't tell me I've been wasting time Got a few minutes left before blackout We may be dancing on the line But there are still some things to sing about You could see the tide had come in Could hear the devil choir Couldn't bring yourself to help So you just took command to fire But baby I can start a riot I'm gonna call you out You'll wish we stayed singing When we lift our voice to shout You thought it was dead and buried A long long time ago Don't read about it in the red tops Hear it on the radio Take this lesson little soldier Sit still and learn it well That ghost'll raise some eyebrows That ghost'll raise some hell Don't tell me I've been wasting time Got a few minutes left before blackout We may be dancing on the line But there are still some things to sing about