Track byThe Courteeners
How can I create a work of art? Angled over a dishwasher that just won't start Domestic bliss are you taking the piss I need a minute on my own, minute on my own So I cross my heart and hope to fly And fuck right off into the middle of the sky Where no one can find me And no one can see that would be my ecstasy Our clothes are on the floor and so are our hearts Your necklace and your pearls are your entourage A picture, a locket, a ring in my pocket I need a minute on my own, minute on my own So I cross my heart and hope to fly And fuck right off into the middle of the sky Where no one can find me And no one can see that would be my ecstasy So I cross my heart and hope to fly And fuck right off into the middle of the sky Where no one can find me And no one can see that would be my ecstasy So I cross my heart and hope to fly And fuck right off into the middle of the sky Where no one can find me And no one can see that would be my ecstasy So I cross my heart and hope to fly And fuck right off into the middle of the sky Where no one can find me And no one can see that would be my ecstasy