Angels are the people I meet
who live off the inner city streets
On this Friday night

And there’re people out there just like you and me,
Who need to have something to believe
Until Friday night
 
     

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Fabulous People

words & music: ciaran flynn
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Fabulous people you know,
They greet you high but they leave you low
Though you’ve done nothing wrong; you’ve done nothing wrong

The trend and crowd you befriend,
They stick around but they leave in the end
When something better comes along; something better comes along

It’s at this time you ask that I come around
..this time you ask that I come around
..this time you ask that I come around
When you’re falling, falling straight to the ground.


The fabulous place you frequent,
Its not so great now your money’s all spent
Just you & your phone; you and your phone

And the films you attend,
Just not the same when you have to pretend
that you’re not alone; you’re not alone

It’s at this time you ask that I come around
..this time you ask that I come around
..this time you ask that I come around
When you’re falling, falling straight to the ground.


You can’t miss that show,
They let you down but you know that I’ll go
Like I’ve done before; I’ve always done before

And once through the door,
You look around to see who you can adore
You leave me ignored; I feel ignored

It’s for this time you ask that I come around
..this time you ask that I come around
..this time you ask that I come around
When you’re falling, falling straight for the ground.


That fabulous party last night,
I stayed in waiting for your invite
But it never came; no it never came.

Something doesn’t feel right,
You wake strange man by your side
But you don’t know his name; you don’t know his name

And it’s for this time I wish that I’d be around
..for this time I wish you’d asked me around
..this time I wish that I’d be around
To stop you falling; falling straight to the ground.

I’d stop you falling, falling straight to the ground.

 
 

 

 

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