Paroles de Black Star

I get home from work You're still standing in your dresssing gown What am I to do? And I know all the things around your head And what they do to you What are we coming to? What are we gonna do? Blame it on the black star Blame it on the falling sky Blame it on the satellite That brings me home I get on the train and I just stand about Now that I don't think of you I keep falling over I keep passing out when I see a face like you What are we coming to? What are we gonna do? Blame it on the black star Blame it on the falling sky Blame it on the satellite That brings me home I... I blame it on...