Текст (слова) песни: Fish - Worm In A Bottle

When youre down to the last skin
And the limelight splutters to darkness in the death of a Zippo.
At the backstage door the last fan has long disappeared
With a plastic bag stuffed full of memories.
If only youd signed them, if only to testify, if only to recognise that he existed.
That for a moment he stood there.
Side by side in the gutter on the hard cold shoulder of destiny.

You say never again this is the end and its all gonna change youre determined this time.
Year after year you pretend its for real and its all gonna change youre determined this time.
Well happy birthday to me!

When youre the worm in the bottle.
Youre the last one to leave and theres nowhere to go to.
And the minicab driver politely suggests you go home.
If you could only remember, just where thats at,
Just where you been, just where it went wrong.
Youll eventually find it.

You say never again this is the end and its all gonna change youre determined this time.
Year after year you pretend its for real and its all gonna change youre determined this time.
Well happy birthday to me!

When youre down to the end line and theyre writing you up and writing you off and it feels just like an obituary.
You feel its all over. You want to drive on down to the beach
And just keep on swimming. But youre still treading water.

You say never again this is the end and its all gonna change youre determined this time.
Year after year you pretend its for real and its all gonna change youre determined this time.
Well happy birthday to me!

Happy Birthday! 
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The Voyeur (I Like To Watch)
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Worm In A Bottle