Gaz Coombes

Gaz Coombes - Deep Pockets lyrics

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I'm out late, there's a half naked crowd of people

Let them in with their blank cheques & deep pockets

Hard living, paint peeling, all the dark days

Little rays of light moving I couldn't let go



In the bar her name is Jonny, the boys love her

Time waits, the light revealing all the dark ways

Bad feeling, it's you I need, I'm tired of the phone calls

Do I give myself to the outside?



It's no fun

When I spend my time in cars

Like the stars

But it's ok

I'm ok

In a smaller orbit

Let's run like horses



A lot of ways I could start making little changes

But I'm too stoned in the back seat again, I couldn't stop it

Then the panic soon surrounds me like deep water

So I give myself to the outside



It's no fun

When I spend my time in cars

Like the stars

But it's ok

I'm ok

In a smaller orbit

Let's run like horses

There's a black star

Right in my line of vision

Oh I miss her

But nobody

Nobody gets forgotten

Run like horses
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