The Cribs Anna Lyrics

In the Belly of the Brazen Bull Track Listing
CD 1
  • 1 Glitters Like Gold
  • 2 Come On, Be a No-One
  • 3 Jaded Youth
  • 4 Anna
  • 5 Confident Men
  • 6 Uptight
  • 7 Chi-Town
  • 8 Pure O
  • 9 Back to the Bolthole
  • 10 I Should Have Helped
  • 11 Stalagmites
  • 12 Like a Gift Giver
  • 13 Butterflies
  • 14 Arena Rock Encore With Full Cast
  • 15 Better Than Me
  • 16 Eat Me
  • 17 Glandular Fever Got the Best of Me
  • 18 Don't Believe in Me
  • Can't go home right now, and that's the truth
    Julie Burchill's drinking free champagne on my roof
    The front door's off limits, at least to the likes of me
    See right here, right here, this is my story

    Slept in a stranger's flat in all my clothes
    In the morning I took a bus across the city to feel safe and closer to home
    Passed a sign on the door, and a couple more
    Saying welcome to hard times, welcome to hard times

    I thought of a friend whose window looks out onto nothing but fields
    While outside mine
    The book shop was closing down
    It's closed now

    And it starts to look unlikely
    As people leave around me

    Helen King wrote a letter to me
    Sent May 19th, the day of my birthday
    From a desk in a library in some far off country
    I'm a roving artist now. It's alright, it's okay

    It said there's no magic left in crystal balls
    I'm not sure there ever was at all
    But listen, what will happen, the favourite question
    Is best left for the last line of the poem

    And it starts to look unlikely
    As people leave around me

    Fashionistas, we don't need you
    Fashionistas, we don't need you
    Fashionistas, we don't need you
    Fashionistas, we don't need you
    Fashionistas, we don't need you
    Fashionistas, we don't need you
    Fashionistas, we don't need you
    Fashionistas, we don't need you

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