I'll chew through the ropes
That are holding you down
When your beauty is a memory
I'll still be around
My fabulous past – what good is it now?
As your song floats down
Over the town
I was a bubble in a spirit level
I was insane
I hung out all strung out
In the February rain
To forget all the years
I was calling your name
As your song floats down
Over the town
So let's toss out the false and
Bring in the true
Let's ring out the old and
Ring in the new
New things to care about
New things to hope
I'm gonna steal from the happy songs Ellington wrote
Leave a world in the pocket of my winter coat
As your song floats down
Over the town
What am I gonna do with you?
I'll tie you up with black ribbons
Tie you up with black ribbons
The days became weeks
The weeks became months
There's so many things I've finished
Which you haven't even begun
Watched as a good thing turned into junk
As your song floats down
Over the town
Lola was a kitten in a paper bag
Running up from the subway and into a cab
Whatever she wore
She could never look bad
As your song floats down
Over the town
What am I gonna do with you?
What am I gonna do?
What am I gonna do with you?
What am I gonna do?
I'll tie you up with black ribbons
Tie you up with black ribbons
Tie you up with black ribbons
I'll tie you up with black ribbons
Black ribbons
Black ribbons
Tie you up with black ribbons
Black ribbonsI'll chew through the ropes
That are holding you down
When your beauty is a memory
I'll still be around
My fabulous past – what good is it now?
As your song floats down
Over the town
I was a bubble in a spirit level
I was insane
I hung out all strung out
In the February rain
To forget all the years
I was calling your name
As your song floats down
Over the town
So let's toss out the false and
Bring in the true
Let's ring out the old and
Ring in the new
New things to care about
New things to hope
I'm gonna steal from the happy songs Ellington wrote
Leave a world in the pocket of my winter coat
As your song floats down
Over the town
What am I gonna do with you?
I'll tie you up with black ribbons
Tie you up with black ribbons
The days became weeks
The weeks became months
There's so many things I've finished
Which you haven't even begun
Watched as a good thing turned into junk
As your song floats down
Over the town
Lola was a kitten in a paper bag
Running up from the subway and into a cab
Whatever she wore
She could never look bad
As your song floats down
Over the town
What am I gonna do with you?
What am I gonna do?
What am I gonna do with you?
What am I gonna do?
I'll tie you up with black ribbons
Tie you up with black ribbons
Tie you up with black ribbons
I'll tie you up with black ribbons
Black ribbons
Black ribbons
Tie you up with black ribbons
Black ribbons