(feat. Brooke Combe)

Another rottweiler in the bar
Says, "Can she even play guitar?"
Put another idea into my precious head
I left him to his own devices
A Taurus and a lonely Pisces
Never likely contenders to break bread

Relying on the vindication
Of a split and a lonely nation
Will never get you to your place

Sweet, sweet surrender
Let those fools pass you by

A cockroach in the cubicle
I recognise his face from school
And his genius is buzzing in my head
Bless this mess with holy water
Say "Ta-ra your taxi's ordered"
Never likely contenders to break bread

Relying on the vindication
Of a split and a lonely nation
Will never get you to your place

Sweet, sweet surrender
Let those fools pass you by

Sweet, sweet surrender
Let those fools pass you by

Sweet, sweet surrender
Let those fools pass you by