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