You're living in a world where all the lambs are 
"frisky" 
And private eyes hold hand-guns that are hotter than 
The whisky that they drink 
The cops here never miss a hand-out and they 
Never miss a detail 
Supergrasses sell you wholesale but they'd like to make 
it retail 
Don't you think? 

I saw you huddled in a parka by the fifteen furlong 
marker 
What you told me was obscured by the hooves 
And the cling-film clings around you 
Choking off all of the sound you're making 
Even though you scream it 
From the roofs 

Love has gone, love has taken a rain check 
Love has left you with no forwarding address 
Love has gone, love has sailed the evening tide 
And the last surviving signal is distress 
Love has gone? 

You played them all the sickly crooners 
All the sugar "moon" and "Juners" 
But that waxworks never got you past first base 
After all of that Scorsese you should know 
Things don't come easy 
Now you're shedding bitter tears by the case 

Love has gone, love has taken a rain check 
Love has left you with no forwarding address 
Love has gone, love has sailed the evening tide 
And the last surviving signal is distress 
Love has gone? 

Love has left you in Manila 
With your "Off the Wall" and "Thriller" 
And a bill that's mounting every single day 
But the telex and the ticker tape 
Just tell you what you can't escape 
She's left you not a single thing to say 

Love has gone, love has taken a rain check 
Love has left you with no forwarding address 
Love has gone, love has sailed the evening tide 
And the last surviving signal is distress 
Love has gone?