"Mike Duce's Symphony No.11 In D Minor" lyrics
I’ve been pacing all the back streets, small steps,
cigarette in hand, both feet barely touching the ground and I can’t find my lighter.
My mouth is dry, I’m going blind, I’m as high as I kite and I think I might die tonight.
I’ve been waiting for the first train out of this place,
but a kink in the track has put me back to the first stop.
Macaulay Culkin tell all your friends that I’m going ‘Home Alone’ again,
I’ve got a fiver to my name, sweaty clothes and a swelling brain.
I’ve been waiting for the first train out of this place,
but a kink in the track has put me back to the first stop.
cigarette in hand, both feet barely touching the ground and I can’t find my lighter.
My mouth is dry, I’m going blind, I’m as high as I kite and I think I might die tonight.
I’ve been waiting for the first train out of this place,
but a kink in the track has put me back to the first stop.
Macaulay Culkin tell all your friends that I’m going ‘Home Alone’ again,
I’ve got a fiver to my name, sweaty clothes and a swelling brain.
I’ve been waiting for the first train out of this place,
but a kink in the track has put me back to the first stop.
Writer(s): Michael Duce, Benjamin Francis Sansom, Declan Francis Hart, Edward Thrower
