Everybody makes mistakes
We're only human after all
What you gotta look at is the fat cats sitting pretty, feeling tall
Scratching out what they see fit
Sitting pretty in their ornate chairs
Ripped off the back of some endangered beast
Royal blue royal blue
What has it done for you
Ding ding, ring that bell
The town crier is crying out time
Says its Towns End
This is the end
Never liked that colour anyway
At least you've got your fine gold comb. No need to worry
That's how you keep your coat so silky smooth and glossy
Well two used to be my favourite number
Smiling with collars of diamonds ripped deep from the Heart of the earth.
Royal blue royal blue
What has it done for you,
Ding ding, ring that bell
The town crier is crying out time
Says its Towns End
This is the end
Never liked that colour anyway
Towns End Video (MV)
Performed By: glitch
Language: English
Length: 3:44
Written by: Alex Gwinn, Ben Burford, Claire Hemingway, Dan Smith, Stuart Smith
glitch - Towns End Lyrics
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Everybody makes mistakes
We're only human after all
What you gotta look at is the fat cats sitting pretty, feeling tall
Scratching out what they see fit
Sitting pretty in their ornate chairs
Ripped off the back of some endangered beast
Royal blue royal blue
What has it done for you
Ding ding, ring that bell
The town crier is crying out time
Says its Towns End
This is the end
Never liked that colour anyway
At least you've got your fine gold comb. No need to worry
That's how you keep your coat so silky smooth and glossy
Well two used to be my favourite number
Smiling with collars of diamonds ripped deep from the Heart of the earth.
Royal blue royal blue
What has it done for you,
Ding ding, ring that bell
The town crier is crying out time
Says its Towns End
This is the end
Never liked that colour anyway
We're only human after all
What you gotta look at is the fat cats sitting pretty, feeling tall
Scratching out what they see fit
Sitting pretty in their ornate chairs
Ripped off the back of some endangered beast
Royal blue royal blue
What has it done for you
Ding ding, ring that bell
The town crier is crying out time
Says its Towns End
This is the end
Never liked that colour anyway
At least you've got your fine gold comb. No need to worry
That's how you keep your coat so silky smooth and glossy
Well two used to be my favourite number
Smiling with collars of diamonds ripped deep from the Heart of the earth.
Royal blue royal blue
What has it done for you,
Ding ding, ring that bell
The town crier is crying out time
Says its Towns End
This is the end
Never liked that colour anyway
Writer: Alex Gwinn, Ben Burford, Claire Hemingway, Dan Smith, Stuart Smith
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid