The Holloways

Well, the clouds in the sky And your winter clothes are sadly a condition of life In this land, where the sun is as shy As long forgotten manners of old I can't wait for a time When the summer sun is back up in the sky We can stay out at night Forget

Cool down (cool down) Cool down (cool down) Cool down (cool down) Cool down (cool down) Cool down Joe, there's no need to rob me, It's not really worth it you won't make a pretty penny, Calm down, you can't take my life, Your knife won't cut you the

This story's a sad one, the sort that you hear all the time but this time i'll bore you with details and open your mind it's the tale of a young girl who once was the talk of the town The first time i saw her the skin was so thin on her bones her eye

Wooohoooo woooooo They say money talks But it never answers me, no Here's my calls Never a penny spared to Buy all my thoughts All the reaching reasons They are never bought Just like the seasons Can't be caught So I say Drop behind for a jukebox sun

Well we've all heard times about Little Johnny, Get in trouble at school, filthy little mouth, He called a teacher a tool, during his honour technology During science, the teacher he respected, Wrote down his defiance with a subject unexpected, Of wh

Do you remember where we met at the turn of the century, Ripping up the dancefloors in all and a plenty, Wasted with the young, just like our education We were at the school of life, learning valuable lessons, Be polite to the police or you'll end up

Public Service Broadcast - The Holloways Where'd the control to my TV go, It's the witness to the world but a nuisance to my soul, Where'd the control to my TV go, Trisha's on the telly man, I don't wanna know, Just how low this country can go Where'

I can get a record player, and a generator Generate the music that makes you feel better I don't live in poverty, I got a little bit of money And I've got a healthy body I'm not going to let stuff get me upset And I won't let all the little things ge