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Lyricist: Richard Ashcroft
Lyrics:
SWEET BROTHER MALCOM Sweet brother malcolm he's under house arrest, it's the talk of the town who would of thought it of him
Sweet cousin mary no blood in her veins she had so much now nothing remains
When it all comes crashing down and the press move in to town bring your floral words wrapped in cellophane
Sweet little Tony where did it all go wrong he hit the wall, singing his favourite song
When it all comes crashing down and the press move in to town bring your floral words wrapped in cellophane
Watch them move out as fast as they came leave the broken hearted with their pain
Sweet brother malcolm he's under house arrest, it's the talk of the town who would of thought it of him
Sweet angel mary no blood in her veins where theres life madness will reign where theres life, madness will reign madness will reign
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