The boy done wrong again Hang your head in shame and cry your life away The boy done wrong again Hang your head in shame and cry your life away Are you ok now? Are you ok now?
On Saturday I was an angel shining fair You shone louder, longer You put my shine to shame Put me to shame now Put me to shame
What is it I must do to pay for all my crimes? What is it I must do? I would do it all the time
All I wanted was to sing the saddest songs If somebody sings along I will be happy now
The woodland spring will put the darkness from your thinking If this town's your sinking ship Then you know where to jump
Talking dirty, for a hobby it's fine So pour another glass of wine I'll think of England this time
All I wanted was to sing the saddest songs If somebody sings along I will be happy now