Number of Lyrics in Album : 12
By Dirty Pretty Things, Shock after shock from the snake she bites Happy hour downtown
By Dirty Pretty Things, You look smart but that's not enough You need a course
By Dirty Pretty Things, We could throw ourselves in the road but recieve no
By Dirty Pretty Things, Well, It took you seven years to learn my name And
By Dirty Pretty Things, Hails to the chancers As boredom kills like cancer We need dreams For
By Dirty Pretty Things, The fights, they never end Like the nights, they've taken me
By Dirty Pretty Things, I am a hippy's son I'm into porn and guns I’m virile
By Dirty Pretty Things, After a month our friendship wained cos your ambitions to a
By Dirty Pretty Things, You sauntered off and you said how’s tricks You can’t
By Dirty Pretty Things, Four more rotations and no one will hurt These are the
By Dirty Pretty Things, How can they be tired of England? They'll never know the
By Dirty Pretty Things, This is where the truth begins Where teardrops glance the sallow