Hindsight

Kill the rich Even the ones that love you They're the reason for your pain Kill the ones Parading in their Waits-esque suits You see, London never changed Hate the fact their hair is thick and dark While smoking's really aged you Hate the fact despite it all You still want to fuck them No revelation to see Hindsight is twenty-twenty Bet you never heard that one Life's a bitch So, keep on running baby 'Cos if you stop You know you'll drop It makes sense to have three jobs Otherwise you'll have to think it up Become one of our disgraced Britons Give us a piece We'll only blow our own heads off So, no one else can get the chance So, no one else can grace our land No revelation to see Hindsight is twenty-twenty Bet you never heard that one before (Won't someone) give us a chance? (Won't someone) give us a chance? I'm sick of waiting for time to cull the nation You've got to do everything yourself Perhaps I should aid the eradication But you're not worth my money or my time (Won't someone) give us a chance? (Won't someone) give us a chance? (Won't someone) give us a chance? (Won't someone) give us a chance? No revelation to see Hindsight is twenty-twenty Bet you never heard that one It pains me to know after all these years When I stand between God's two doors Hancock will sit between and send me down For falling in love There with my mother The salt of the earth Who gave herself to the home of dying minds While Cummings fled And Patel condemned All those alike to her mother and father She only climbed up there So, she could kick away the ladder And the only ones left on the cliffs of Dover Will be furious gammon With guns at their shoulders Popping off children to save their children Popping off children to save their children I bet you've never heard this one before