The boy done wrong again

Hang your head in shame and cry your life away

The boy done wrong again

Hang your head in shame and cry your life away

Are you ok now?

Are you ok now?



On Saturday I was an angel shining fair

You shone louder, longer

You put my shine to shame

Put me to shame now

Put me to shame



What is it I must do to pay for all my crimes?

What is it I must do?

I would do it all the time



All I wanted was to sing the saddest songs

If somebody sings along I will be happy now



The woodland spring will put the darkness from your thinking

If this town's your sinking ship

Then you know where to jump



Talking dirty, for a hobby it's fine

So pour another glass of wine

I'll think of England this time



All I wanted was to sing the saddest songs

If somebody sings along I will be happy now