Alone at St. Luke’s Lyrics by Aaron West & the Roaring Twenties is brand new song sung by Aaron West & the Roaring Twenties and music of this latest song is given by Ace Enders. Alone at St. Luke’s song lyrics are also penned down by Dan Campbell.
Song: | Alone at St. Luke’s |
Singer: | Aaron West & the Roaring Twenties |
Music: | Ace Enders |
Lyrics: | Dan Campbell |
Album: | In Lieu Of Flowers (2024) |
Alone at St. Luke’s Lyrics
The graffiti on the wall says “F*ck the Tories”
Outside a takeaway, we’re eating on the street
And neon in the window makes the shadows on the cars
Glow to a pop song they got playing on repeat
The shorebirds sound the same here
What did I expect?
That song’s always playing in my head
Spitting curses, hopping fences
Burning out like true romantics
Picking fights, it’s f*cking reckless
We’ve been thinking
As long as we’re still here
We might as well be drinking
The motor lodge we’re at is mostly vacant
I shoplift candy and some wine from the BP
And climb in through the window when the front desk is distracted
Piling in; we’re staying on the cheap
There’s mouse sh!t on the carpet
What did I expect?
I laugh and spill the wine and stain the bed
Spitting curses, hopping fences
Burning out like true romantics
Picking fights, it’s f*cking reckless
We’ve been thinking
As long as we’re still here
We might as well be drinking
But everyone got sick
Cruel and sudden
I’m the only one it spared
I blow a goodbye kiss
And I keep pushing
While the grief hangs in the air
Hurt like hell to leave ’em there
Hurt like hell to leave ’em there
The graffiti on the wall says “It’s a new low”
And it’s so quiet I think I can hear my pulse
The gig’s in an abandoned church in Glasgow
The irony’s a little on the nose
It’s cold and wet and lonesome
What did I expect?
The stained glass light just punched me in the chest
Spitting curses, hopping fences
Burning out like true romantics
Picking fights, it’s f*cking reckless
I’ve been thinking
As long as I’m still here
I might as well keep drinking