Composer: David Thor, Henry Jenkins, Lewis Coleman, Hudson Whitlock, Callum Riley, Campbell Wheeler
Lyrics
the word that lights the sign: doubt
the fool who cuts the core out
i try to get away with
i try to just get on with it
the word that lights the sign now
a sacred kinda high brow
i try get away with it
and arson for a neighbour
cos you can view the paintings
but never step inside them
i try to keep my head high
my fingers on the frame
i walk the sorry hills alone
with a monkey on my shoulder
he's in his side-cart
he's on the bed spread
will i ever live it down
i walk the sorry hills alone
i take him everywhere i go
the truth smells horrific
you dodge it and you miss it
i try to get a grasp on my life
the green the back stairs
the word that lights the sign: doubt
the fool who cuts the core out
i try to get away with
i try to just get on with it
slowly up the side street
the biggest weight's behind me
a show before my shin bone
i shoulda known
i walk the sorry hills alone
with a monkey on my shoulder
he's in his side-cart
he's on the bed spread
will i ever live it down
i walk the sorry hills alone
i take him everywhere i go
i walk the sorry hills alone
with a monkey on my shoulder
he's in his side-cart
he's on the bed spread
will i ever live it down
i walk the sorry hills alone
i take him everywhere i go
i take him everywhere i go
will i ever live it down
i walk the sorry hills alone
with a monkey on my shoulder
he's in his side-cart
he's on the bed spread
he's in the tool shed
he's on the ice rink
he's in the smokers section at the local
and he won't leave
CALLUM RILEY, CAMPBELL WHEELER, DAVID SEUM, HENRY JENKINS, LESLIE WHITLOCK, LEWIS COLEMAN, SAMUEL DAVID CROMACK
Hipgnosis Songs Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC