recupero para su solaz y amoroso regodeo cinco lineas del gran single de 'The Hour of the Bewilderbeast'
I've been pissing in the wind
I chanced a foolish grin
And dribbled on my chin
Now the ground shifts beneath my feet
The faces that I greet never know my name
Después de escribir esto, dejó de parecerse a Eliott Smith y pasó a emular a las Cantoras de Cambridge.
Luego vino su mejor canción (abajo) y su mejor álbum (la BSO de 'About a Boy').
And I
Just had a dream the other night
I was married to the Queen
And Madonna lived next door
I think she took a shine to me
And the kids were all grown up
But I had to turn her down
'Cos I was still in love with you
I'm turning Madonna down
I'm calling it my best move
I'll get her tickets to what she needs
I remember doing nothing on the night Sinatra died
And the night Jeff Buckley died
And the night Kurt Cobain died
And the night John Lennon died
I remember I stayed up to watch the news with everyone
And that was a lot of nights
And that was a lot of lives
Who lost the tickets to what they need?
And I
Was busy finding answers while you just got on with real life
Always hoped you'd be my wife
But I never found the time
For the question to arrive
I just disguised it in a song
And songs are never quite the answer
Just a soundtrack to a life
That is over all too soon
Helps to turn the days to night
While I was wrong and you were right
And this was a lesson learned
I'm happy to be your fool
And get you tickets to what you need
I'm turning the lights down low
I'm ready to make my move
I'll get you tickets to what you need:
