Now picture this, my point of view
In an ideal world I see the likes of you
Such as it is, babes in the wood
At the best of times I feel misunderstood
No work, no play
million miles away
Tender is the night
I’m frantic today
It makes no sense, you’d think of me
When I’m out of place in your society
I want to be, where strangers meet
I want to hold you at the dark end of the street
No work, no play
million miles away
Tender is the night
I’m frantic today
Is this the end, then let me know
Are you wanting me to stay, or should I go?
Your fancy words, spin fast and loose
I’m too tongue-tied for [bad word] you choose
No work, no play
million miles away
Tender is the night
I’m frantic today