| I decree today that life |
| Is simply taking and not giving |
| England is mine, it owes me a living |
| But ask me why and I'll spit in your eye |
| Oh ask me why and I'll spit in your eye |
| But we cannot cling to the old dreams anymore |
| No, we cannot cling to those dreams |
|
| Does the body rule the mind |
| Or does the mind rule the body? |
| I dunno... |
|
| Under the iron bridge we kissed |
| And although I ended up with sore lips |
| It just wasn't like the old days anymore |
| No, it wasn't like those days |
| Am I still ill? |
| Ohh... |
| Oh, am I still ill? |
| Ohh... |
|
| Does the body rule the mind |
| Or does the mind rule the body? |
| I dunno... |
|
| Ask me why and I'll die |
| Oh ask me why and I'll die |
| And if you must go to work tomorrow |
| Well, if I were you I wouldn't bother |
| For there are brighter sides to life |
| And I should know because I've seen them |
| But not very often |
|
| Under the iron bridge we kissed |
| And although I ended up with sore lips |
| It just wasn't like the old days anymore |
| No, it wasn't like those days |
| Am I still ill? |
| Ohh... |
| Oh, am I still ill? |
| Ohh... |