Number of Lyrics in Album : 11
By Catatonia, I thought we'd escape
I packed a fishing line and counted
By Catatonia, I've got my work cut out with you
You tore bits
By Catatonia, The sun is shining
We should be making hay
But
By Catatonia, Tedium is overcome
From obscurity, through melody
And when I'm blind it
By Catatonia, London never sleeps, it just sucks
the life out of me
and
By Catatonia, Everything is beautiful
And nothing hurts you at all, you at
By Catatonia, He came on ecclesiastically
His sermon loud and bold
And I got
By Catatonia, Her treasured chest was sunken
Equally cursed and blessed
In her Versace
By Catatonia, Somebody told me you’d found new bonhomie
Going places you’d never
By Catatonia, Storm the palace
Storm the palace
Turn it into a bar
Let them
By Catatonia, Never meant you no harm
Never meant you no harm, yeh