Lyric Untidy Towns

First things first: I have a happy secret
The next bit s worse
I intend to keep it that way
I can t remember the last word spoken
I got some mail I didn t open
It s an un-read letter day

I know both of us are poor
But baby what are phone bills for

When it s not raining
All these streets are filled with students
But you won t catch me complaining it s a nuisance
It s useless I know

A storm rolls across the suburbs
And the streets are as empty as the cupboards
But for the boy most likely
And the girl most lovely

Given time I could get tired of all this sleeping
The days I ve thrown away
And the hours that I am keeping
But for a while I m fairly happy feeling hopeless
A somersault in a winter coat
I didn t notice a thing

And I say it like it s unrehearsed
But I said it in the bathroom first
“The boy most likely
And the girl most lovely”

The hedges and the hibiscus
As soon as she s outside she says
“I grew up in the tidiest of towns”
Past the pub where my parents met
Resigning ourselves to modern architecture
Don t let the barstools get you down