Thomas Dunn

(álbum: B Sides (06-17) - 2018)

He's paying the price for his lips, they kiss
They take the piss in the old Town Square
And what's not to like? Your four years interest
Your credit on the shit you buy
And why do they care?
Enough to scream and a jib down in Super-Mare
But Thomas just stares

He was Thomas Dunn, rolling on the promenade
They kicked him in the teeth for fun
Told him he would never become
All he wants to be
All he wants to be
Let's just wait and see
Let's just wait and see

They'll break your heart and soul, oh
But it won't be Thomas Dunn, no

Knows what it's like to be ridiculed
By the fools for the things you wear
He's up all night, too
But he don't dance to the dance music 'round here
And if he has to
He'll walk through the centre of town on a Saturday night
He don't give a fuck who

He was Thomas Dunn, rolling on the promenade
They kicked him in the teeth for fun
Told him he would never become
All he wants to be
All he wants to be
Let's just wait and see
Let's just wait and see

Endorphins taking over, it's a bleeding, bloody mess
Lying on the sofa, feeling so depressed
But he can play guitar, mix his only string
And it can take him far and wait for Miss London
And everyone around him is just a character
And every bat around him is turning to a [?]

He was Thomas Dunn, rolling on the promenade
They kicked him in the teeth for fun
Told him he would never become
All he wants to be
All he wants to be
Let's just wait and see
Let's just wait and see

They'll break your heart and soul
But it won't be Thomas Dunn
They'll break your heart and soul
But it won't be Thomas Dunn
They'll break your heart and soul
But it won't be Thomas Dunn
They'll break your heart and soul
But it won't be Thomas Dunn