[03:16.00]Lost Weekend (Live At Glastonbury Festival 15/11/1986) - Lloyd Cole
[03:16.00]It took a lost weekend in a hotel in amsterdam
[03:16.00]And double pneumonia in a single room
[03:16.00]And the sickest joke was the price of the medicine
[03:16.00]Are you laughing at me now may
[03:16.00]I please laugh along with you
[03:16.00]This morning I woke up from a deep unquiet sleep
[03:16.00]With ashtray clothes and miss lonelyheart锛噑 pen
[03:16.00]With which I wrote for you a lovesong in tatoo
[03:16.00]Upon my palm 锛噒was stolen from me
[03:16.00]When jesus took my hand
[03:16.00]You see I i wouldnt say it if I didnt mean it
[03:16.00]Drop me and i锛噇l fall to pieces so easily
[03:16.00]I was a king bee with a head full of attitude
[03:16.00]Wore my heart on my sleeve like a stained
[03:16.00]My aim was to taboo you
[03:16.00]Could we meet in the marketplace
[03:16.00]Did I ever hey please did you wound my knees
[03:16.00]You see I i wouldnt say it if I didnt mean it
[03:16.00]Drop me and i锛噇l fall to pieces
[03:16.00]Yes it锛噑 too easy and theres nobody else to blame
[03:16.00]Will I hang my head in a crying shame
[03:16.00]There is nobody else to blame
[03:16.00]Nobody else except my sweet self
[03:16.00]Again it took a lost weekend in a hotel in amsterdam
[03:16.00]Twenty four gone years to conclude in tears
[03:16.00]That the sickest joke was the price of the medicine
[03:16.00]Are you laughing at me now
[03:16.00]May I please laugh along
[03:16.00]I was a king bee with a head full of attitude
[03:16.00]And ashtray heart on my sleeve wounded knees
[03:16.00]And my one love song was a tatoo upon my palm
[03:16.00]You wrote upon me when you took my hand
[03:16.00]You see I i wouldnt say it if I didnt mean it
[03:16.00]Drop me and i锛噇l fall to pieces too easily
[03:16.00]Too easily
[03:16.00]Too easily