Last Call

Lock down, London town Ladies and gentlemen hanging around I'm just to high to ever come down Call me St John Oh the streets younger ready deadbeat Getting my fist Before I break down on my knees Waiting for someone to take me away Show me the narrow, show me the straight I don't want to feel What I'm feeling now Any more more more more More more more more, more more more more anymore Last call first of us And the night over But I have not found a good enough reason not to stick around Kick drum in my head Cold prison of an empty bed and the sight of the sunlight scares me half to death Well everybody here has got so much to say I wish I could stop but I think it's too late I don't want to feel What I'm feeling now Any more more more more more I don't, I don't want to feel What I'm feeling now Any more more more more More more more more, more more more more more anymore Waiting for someone to take me away Show me the narrow and show me the straight I don't want to feel What I'm feeling now Any more more more more more I don't I don't want to feel What I'm feeling now hey Anymore