Lyrics: Lewis Wharton/Barri Cadogan
Music: Lewis Wharton/Barri Cadogan
The morning paper flies
Too quick to catch your eyes
From nineteen stories high
Of tiny little lives
And the moped kids are out
Too old to walk about
Throw coins against the wall
Let's see how short they fall
Do we know you?
Yeah, we know you
The days of hearts and flowers
Decayed by working hours
And the chord that struck the vein
You just had to pluck again
But push don't come to shove
For winter hats and gloves
And you can't have the one you love
If you only met 'em once
Do we know you?
Yeah, we know you
Do we know
Do we know you?
Yeah, we know
Yeah, we know you
The morning paper flies
The morning paper flies
The morning paper flies
The morning paper flies