Balconies Songtext
von Terry

Filthy words and filthy terms
Fractured film, splintered screens and shiny bones

Are they yours?
Are they sworn?
Do they mourn?

Are their hands up?
Are they warm?
Do they mourn?

Filthy words and filthy terms

The balconies are burnin′
The lifts are low

Thinking of football, thinking of loans
Thinking of the work they've done
Thinking of none


Are they yours?
Are they sworn?
Do they mourn?

Are their hands up?
Are they warm?
Do they mourn?

Filthy words and filthy terms

The balconies are burnin′
The lifts are low
The balconies are burnin'
The lifts are low

The balconies are burnin'
The lifts are low
The balconies are burnin′
The lifts are low