Everyone's got secrets, dirty little secrets 

Have I got one on you 

Although they may be secrets, they may show your weakness 

Well are they really true 



Don't tell your mates on the council estates 

Cos there's no one to trust 

Don't tell the sky as it spits down in your eye 

But tell a priest if you must 



Cos everyone's got problems, everyone's got problems 

And everyone's got stress 

Controlling our relations, avoiding situations 

Thatn end up in a mess 



Don't be afraid if your thoughts are mislaid 

Cos there's nothing to fear 

Don't get upset if your memories make regrets 

Because we've all got them here 



Secrets, secrets, secrets 

Are for keeping, keeping, keeping 

And if your tell them 

They lose there meaning