| I am on, switched on
A sudden clearness and clarity
Hidden away in every locked toilet
I've been waiting for you in the Joiners Arms
I know your name, I know your name
I've danced with you; we're all friends here
Silver slugs lined up like bullets
Rolled-up twenties, they disappear
You make my tongue loose
You make my tongue loose
I am hopeful and stutter-free
You make my tongue loose
You make my tongue loose
I am hopeful
On Friday night I do all the talking
A pint and a fight, the dance floor is mine
that went missing
Drunken 'I love you's, on top of the world
And when it runs out, we're chasing something we'll never catch
And when it runs out, we buy more
A flatness so bleak, I've been bitten by a vampire
A flatness bleaker than the one it replaced
You make my tongue loose…
I can charm, I can charm them all
I can charm them all
You make my tongue loose…
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