A ticket please
Where to sir
Well, how does the saying go All roads lead to Rome
But how does the other saying go When in Rome, Kill Me Hmmm
Will that be a return ticket
No, better make this one a single
Only you can take me there
Say it, say it, let's catch a train to anywhere
Only it's your usual riposte
Only, only and the moment's lost
My heart is such a sight obscene
And only the rain could sanctify
When your eyes are green my love
The wind your tears will dry
Only my heart still loves you
My heart, my heart
My heart begs just to be broke in two
Only when that comes to pass
Only then will I be free at last
Only a Prawn in Whitby
It's only flesh and blood you know
Stamping, threshing, thrashing, pumping blood you know
You turned your hatred into an art
Stamping and thrashing all over my heart