Go glam the Concorde worm
Defender of the American way
A friend to the weak, the smug, the huddled thugs
Waste of money, it's sad but true
But in the morning it'll feel alright
Chart a course with magnetic strips for a broken heart
We are screaming, towing the line
And disposable by design
Get lovely, lovely, lovely, my girl
I don't want to be the one to tell you
The lucky, lucky, luckiest world
Is the one between your eyes
Imagine, imagine if we were thin
In the crown of a Concorde worm
And as time thins down, we say
That we'll always feel this way
Shock to the heart and away we go
And if you wake up in the morning and it still feels wrong
Put your money in the sad machine
For bums and punks and tiger teams
Wear heavy metal pants for the labouring head
Who can blame it on the band who killed themselves next door
For just another little chance to love a lie
I say they love a lie
And we will kick them straight down the line
With a conscience clear of mind
So get lovely, lovely, lovely, my girl
I don't want to be the one to tell you
The lucky, lucky, luckiest world
Is the one between your eyes
Imagine, imagine if we were thin
In the torch of a Concorde worm
When it's time to thins down, we say
That we'll always feel this way
Hey, hey, hey, hey
Get lovely, lovely, lovely, my girl
I don't want to be the one to tell you
The lucky, lucky, luckiest world
Is the one between your eyes
Imagine, imagine if we were thin
In the mouth of a Concorde worm
When it's time to thins down, we say
That we'll always feel this way
Hold on the Concorde worm
Screw your courage to the hardest part
They're only looking for an open chance to break your heart
