Put a new shirt on, wash my face in beer   Fall through the crowd and disappear   In the magazines and shopping malls   Walk through the wildlife for miles and miles   Hold my breath and count a hundred and ten   And back up the hill to start again      Watch the spiders on the bedroom ceiling   They got big plans, so they're not breathing   Feel the frission of tomorrow today   I could get up but it won't go away   Do nothing to impress my friends   Just rub my eyes for hours on end   Oh England, my love, you lost me, made me look a fool      I need someone to tell me   Everything will be alright   I need someone who'll hold me   When the day turns to night   I need someone who loves me   more than you do   Oh we say that's not true   And you and me in line as double bill   Surrogate heroes on TV and films      I've never met anyone like you   I've never done the things you like to do   On the way to heaven in a comedy car   The new stars of melancholy, ah   There's nothing to get angry about   We're too hung over to be bash out   Oh England, my love, you've tattooed your past all over me      I need someone to tell me   Everything will be alright   I need someone who'll hold me   When the day turns to night   I need someone who loves me   more than you do   Oh we say that's not true   And you and me in line as double bill   I've got a feeling that nobody's sold   I've got a feeling that you'll let yoursef go go go      And days will be like this   All your life   And days will be like this   All your life   And people will always miss   All your life   And people will always miss   All your life      And days will be like this   And days will be like this   And days will be like this