Lyrics:

I can't get it together so I've loaded my Beretta
I'm gonna take myself out on the Kingston Bridge
Some might say I'm shallow but I'm just so tired of Glasgow
And I'm long past the point of...

What can I do?!
Twenty seven wishes to get through to you, yeah
I can't get of the ladder
What can I do?!
No restraints, just complaints in my sick perverted groove
No cover
What does that mean?!
The paint started running from my TV screen
So I scream
What does that mean?!
I'll be chasing my dreams in a black limousine

I'm sorry, mother!
But I'm so confused
I've got rocks in my pocket
And stones inside my shoes
I gaze down at the river
And come and break my fall
This is how I feel about it all
(Do-do-do-do-do-do)

When my sky starts falling, what can I do?
Take a train, take a trip, take a walk in the zoo
When my dark side's calling, what can I do?
Have a smoke, have a joke, get into the groove
When the room starts jumping, what does that mean?
Turn, turn, turn it, I turn to me.
When my head starts thumping, what does that mean?
I'll be chasing my dreams in a black limousine

I'm sorry, mother!
But I'm so confused
I've got rocks in my pocket
Aspirations in my shoes
I gaze down at the river
And come and break my fall
This is how I feel about it all
(Do-do-do-do-do-do)

When my sky starts falling, what can I do?
(Do-do-do-do-do-do)
When my dark side's calling, what can I do?
(Do-do-do-do-do-do)
[Repeats in background]

I can't get it together so I've loaded my Beretta
I'm gonna take myself out on the Kingston Bridge
Some might say I'm shallow but I'm just so tired of Glasgow
And I'm chasing my dreams in a black limousine

I'm sorry, mother!
But I'm so amused
I've got hopes in my pockets
Teenage dreams inside my shoes
I gaze down at the river
And today I think I've grown
Open up your arms, I'm coming home

I'm sorry, mother!
But I'm stuck in this sick, perverted groove, yeah
I'm sorry, mother!
But I'm stuck in this sick, perverted groove, yeah... yeah
[(Do-do-do-do-do-do) x4 in backround]