Fuck This Place کے بول

An itch, my eye Twitch like a memory Forgotten bars One of those cities One of those nights Everyone's darling Everyone's sweetheart Just this drink to hold my hand One glass of anything Anything cheap And I'm here just because Everyone else has come just to be seen Oh, I don't know these buildings I think I'm lost In the perfumed armpit of time Develop a debt now These people are briggs Six feet stones wrapped up in bow Such disappointment in the paper is read So I stand still, boring and bored Fetching my eye again Against the wall At the end, at the close Would you be good enough to take me home 'Cause I don't know these buildings I think I am lost 'Cause I don't know these buildings I think I am lost Would you, would you Would you be good enough to take me home Would you, would you Would you be good enough to take me home Would you, would you Would you be good enough to take me home Would you, would you Would you be good enough to take me home