Flags from the Old Regime

Let's have it right We all know the score You've been up for three nights You stuck behind the door Chewing off your jaw The fame they stoned you with Your tiny shoulder soldiered it and It made your fortune But you're broke inside You gotta stand up there in front of the whole world And you don't feel the songs no more On me ?? You won't be coming down tonight So let's have it right We all know the score You've been up for three nights You're stuck behind the door Chewing off your jaw But the fame they stoned you with Your tiny shoulders soldiered it And you made your fortune But you're broke inside You gotta stand up there in front of the whole wide world And you don't feel the thing no more Oh, Amy You won't be coming down tonight Oh, let's have it right We all know the score You've been up for four nights You're stuck behind the door Chewing off your jaw How are you supposed stand up there in front of the whole world And you don't feel the songs no more Oh, me, Amy You won't be coming down tonight Let's have it right We all know the score You've been up for six nights Stuck behind the door Sparkle on the floor But I don't wanna die in the sand --- Flags from the Old Regime - Peter Doherty