perfect place lyrics – madness

recession – a perfect fit,
makes no difference where he sits,
not since they cut the ties,
put some sadness in his eye.

promises – come and go,
soak the sun in drifts of snow,
a qualified b*tt-collector,
working for the private sector.

he’s seen them go,
without a trace,
this could be it,
the perfect place.

they took the plans from up my sleeve,
by an architect, on new years eve,
there it goes, a new bronze tower,
washed away with an april shower.

he’s seen them go,
without a trace,
this could be it,
the perfect place.

but, when you’ve gone,
i’m still here, the only one,
my eyes and my ears,
will be here ’til i’m gone;
and it’s still the perfect place,
to rest a tired and weary face,
and it’s still the perfect place,
to lose your soul with a trace.

a lived-in face, with a root,
of matted hair, a smiling tooth,
a dirty hand, a pixies nose,
scratches underneath his clothes.

he’s seen them go,
without a trace,
this could be it,
the perfect place.
he’s seen them go,
without a trace,
this must be it …

/ madness lyrics