LYRICS

GREY

Waiting for a 1930’s train On a suitcase in the rain I fade into the distance and fade back again Leaning in a darkened underpass With a robot made of glass In a pinstripe suit, a Pierrot hat And a David Niven tash Purple and green They’re too seventies for me Yellow and red Well, I just wouldn’t be seen dead The only colour that’s any good is grey Sitting in a Rolls Royce by the wharf With my chauffeur, he’s a dwarf He looked at me With his cold, grey eyes and said, “Gary – get those multi-coloured clothes off.” Black and white Well, they’re just not right The former too dark And the latter too light The only colour that’s any cop is grey The only things I like are grey Androids, answer phones and Polaroids of clay Old ladies in a French café Whose hair is grey The only things I like are grey Volcanic corpses in the ruins of Pompeii Great concrete slabs in Haringey All painted grey I only like grey Well, I suppose silver’s OK But that’s still grey In a shiny sort of way Hey I like grey Grey Grey

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Grey - take me away To a beautiful land Where just everything is all grey What can I say? I'll always believe in the colour of glory Grey - the colour of love Like the moon and the stars And the sun up above Like industrial slag Like a soldier's bag I'll always believe in the colour of heroes Oh grey, I love you Oh! Grey

Extended ending (from the live show)