Cubism Crisis Lyrics & Chords By Victor Lewis-smith

How sweet to be an idiot As harmless as a cloud Too small to hide the sun Almost poking fun At the warm but insecure untidy crowd How sweet to be an idiot And dip my...read more

With a little red wine beneath my belt I breathe breath that can melt the paint off doors A tongue to strip the polish off a parquet floor smooth Wake up in the morning with a...read more

This love of ours is like playing card houses Not easy to rebuild, and sometimes unfulfilled So don't be uncertain, drawing the curtains On wide open windows whenever the wind blows...read more

Well, I was at a family wedding and to be frank I was thinking about fucking off home 'cause it was proper wank The free bar had run out and so I decided to leave When all of a...read more

I'm feeling very poorly, poorly in my belly But I promised to attend the fancy dress party Before I don my outfit I go and have a big shit Which is very runny and very, very...read more