Hot Stones Beat up english In a beat up town And i'm beat up black and blue Oh, i do not have the energy And i'm beat up street And i'm beat up tight And we've been so drawn together, each other I do not have the energy
And wisdom Trip over again Wisdom Trip over again You beat it Stepping stones Or standing up I'm shivering on stones Hot stones
In a wipe down england
With it's worn out grace With a picture postcard, baby, hallelujah I love your face In a wise up england To a wake up place Oh, i do not like the way you shower me No, i do not like the way you shower me And i do not have the energy
In a beat up england With a beat up face It's a why oh why did i ever get lost in this? It's the tired old hands Come to tire me out And the tired old hands They yearn to shout But i do not have the energy