lessons have been learned
Is it so very hard
For you to say what you mean?
It's a game that you play
Tying us up in spin
It's a short hard life
We hang on with all our might
And who can we trust
When you don't know wrong from right?
You lie to us
You steal from us
You polish your beautiful syllables
You're contemptible
How on earth do you sleep at night?
Lessons have been learned
Reputations burned
Lessons have been learned
You're preaching to me
But look at the life you lead
You rail against sleaze
While your secretary's on her knees
With your nose in the trough
And a finger in every pie
There's no alibi
To cover up all your crimes
Lessons have been learned
Reputations burned
Lessons have been learned
Reputations burned
Lessons have been learned
You lie to us
You steal from us
You polish your beautiful syllables
You're contemptible
How on earth do you sleep at night?
In time
You'll find
Somewhere to hide
And when the coast is clear
That's when you'll reappear
With your ticket for the gravy train
And a column in the Daily Mail
Without remorse
Without a hint of shame
It's almost like you'd never been away
In time
You'll find
Somewhere to hide
(Grey) ©Monoluxury Music 2007
distance
I guess you’d call us friends
There was something
There was something
Something lost in translation
Looking back on all we’d said
And all the things we took as read
There was something
There was something
Something lost in translation
Chorus
Now all we have is distance
Now all we have is distance
Now all we have is distance
Now all we have is distance
Made a break from the past
Hoping this time things will last
It may be nothing
Or it could be something
Something lost in translation
Chorus
Now all we have is distance
Now all we have is distance
Now all we have is distance
Now all we have is distance
(Instrumental break)
Chorus
Now all we have is distance
Now all we have is distance
Now all we have is distance
Now all we have is distance
(Grey) Monoluxury Music © 2009
feet of clay
You never see him smile
It’s not his way, he hasn’t much to say
See he had a life, family and wife
But he told big fibs ‘bout the things he did
And he lost it all with a slip of his tongue
His house, his wife and his kids are gone
When it’s not your day
And your feet of clay
Make you wish you’d stayed... in bed
She wants it all
I’ve seen the type before
There’s no Plan B
It’s there for all to see
And she worked so hard and she worked ‘til late
No evenings out for a drink with mates
And she told everyone that she had it made
She was going for gold with her heart and soul
When it’s not your day
And your feet of clay
Make you wish you’d stayed... in bed
(Instrumental break)
When it’s not your day
And your feet of clay
Make you wish you’d stayed... in bed
(Instrumental break)
When it’s not your day
And your feet of clay
Make you wish you’d stayed... in bed
(Grey) Monoluxury Music © 2008
on your way home
It’s been a hard day
And no one can blame you for being tired
You’re on your way home
Tomorrow you’ll be fine
Maybe God will send you a sign
Maybe God will send you a sign
And when your problems get you down
Keep your chin up
Don’t you frown
You’ve got to
Hold on
Hold on
Hold on
Hold on
Instrumental
You’re on your way home
It’s been a hard day
And no one can blame you for feeling tired
No one can blame you for feeling tired
(Grey) Monoluxury Music © 2006