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You used to feel the same as me,
We'd look at life as our disease.
But you loved it more than I,
Just hold me tight and we'll get by.
Snow blows through those gaping holes,
And our windows are useless.
Still snow blows through gaping holes,
And our windows are useless.
And him upstairs in women's clothes,
He's not so bad as I supposed,
But he stole our letters that he found
And tried to burn us to the ground.
The neighbours' screaming fills the room,
The sound of drugged-up madness.
And still snow blows through gaping holes
And our windows are useless.
Still snow blows through gaping holes.
Our windows are useless!
Now scouser Ziggy's lost his door,
He's had it smashed down by the Law.
But he flushed that smack and blocked the drains,
Has everybody lost their brains?
The neighbours' screaming fills the room,
The sound of drugged-up madness.
Snow still blows through gaping holes,
And our windows are useless.
Still snow blows through gaping holes...
Our windows are useless!
Snow still blows through gaping holes
And our windows are useless
Still snow blows through gaping holes
And our windows are useless!
And our windows are useless!
And our windows are useless!