Forlorn Labour Lyrics & Chords By Tram

Sending me a postcard from the sands A photograph and how you're doing You write the words in ink and cursive and I follow along with my fingers and pretend They'll follow you...read more

Something in your voice Leaves me with no choice You always win (win) The tone and the sound Ties me to the ground I'm taken in You're breakin' through my skin I love...read more

Judy, I can see your colours Coming out in blue All your fountains, all your lovers Are the first to bloom And you get away Running at the break of day Head down, nose to...read more

Close your eyes, try to get some sleep It's been a long long night A clear blue sky and a warm summer's morning Is coming up at first light So don't be scared if that nightmare...read more

Well, that's your lot folks. The commie chap Scott has flicked and plucked his last note for this occasion, and so too have all the other musicians on this record, except...read more