Palace Fires - Johnny Foreigner

I don’t know where I lost my confidence

Somewhere between «are we there yet?»

and «have we been paid yet?»

Drew lines on a map and made it

Further then, than most did

Street scene smeared through darkened windows and the last dregs of sunlight

Came back and played catch up;

Boys to families, houses to new homes, and it’s lights out over Manchester

Keep yr promises held high, we want palace fires and seperate bedrooms

Oh!

There’s nothing you can say, you got exactly what you came for

Keep yr promises held high, we want palace fires and seperate bedrooms

Oh!

There’s nothing you can say, we got exactly what you came for

But do you wantwantwant it anymore?

And, d’you still dance to us sometimes?

I’ve got these polaroid daydreams of hopes packed flat

Of rented rooms with high ceilings built to spare feelings

And I’m worried Topshop is going to eat you and spit out yr bones for

coathangers

Keep yr promises held high, we want palace fires and seperate bedrooms

Oh!

There’s nothing you can say, you got exactly what you came for

Keep yr promises held high, we want palace fires and seperate bedrooms

Oh!

There’s nothing you can say, we got exactly what you came for

Keep yr promises held high, we want palace fires and seperate bedrooms

Oh!

There’s nothing you can say, you got exactly what you came for

Keep yr promises held high, we want palace fires and seperate bedrooms

Oh!

There’s nothing you can say, we got exactly what you came for

(It's a little bit scrappy but…)