Idle Hands - The Futureheads

Lend me your ears and let me tell you a lie

The needs must when the devil drives

You have had a lot to say today

I don’t mind I’ll take it all away

Give him his due, and don’t speak ill of the dead

He will appear, where angels fear to tread

You have had a lot to say today

I don’t mind I’ll take it all away

All of the things you thought you knew

All of this time we’re never true

Oh, what can you do?

You, you can’t control

How far you’ve come or what you know

Oh!

I can’t see any way out

We’re falling apart, ripped at the seams, broken, thrashing about

The devil may care, but I don’t, what does that say?

Our idle hands can’t hold on anyway

You have had a lot to say today

I don’t mind I’ll take it all away

You, you can’t control

How far you’ve come or what you know

No, no, no… You can’t control

The answer to a question you don’t know

All of the things you thought you knew

All of this time we’re never true

All of the times you never asked why

You just lived your lies

Which came true

And grew to be something new

Something terrible, festering

Cover your eyes in shame

Nothing but lies

You’re not listening

Lies

You’re not listening

Lies

You’re not listening

Lies

You’re not listening