Live At The Marquee Lyrics

Same thing happens every day can't explain it any way

Sun comes up day goes by, sun goes down and that's when I

come alive to the fact that I've really got no control

I'm alive twenty five but I've still got no control

of me, control of you, control of the hole that the post come through

One stop here two stops there

One big scream and I'm back in my chair

I'm alive to the fact that I've really got no control

I'm alive twenty five but I've still got no control

And I talk too much, and I wont let go

I relax too much in the afterglow

But I'm alive at the Marquee

Live at the Marquee

And it's just another country but the change their times and sides

like the farcical feet of a marching band

So we're all getting cynical

Their smiles may fade but we don't care anymore we're a boys brigade

And we talk too much, and we wont let go

We relax too much in the afterglow

But we're alive at the Marquee

Live at the Marquee

So we all die of cancer

For a few dead flowers outside or a day in the life of a fruit machine

and we're all playing asteroids, there's a score on the screen

Not a soul in the worlds gonna beat, but it won't stop me

And I talk too much, and I wont let go

I relax too much in the afterglow

But I'm alive at the Marquee

Live at the Marquee

Live at the Marquee

Live at the Marquee