Sleet - The Futureheads

Look at that, what a treat

Like winter without any sleet

It’s getting late but we’re still on our feet

Let’s stay awake so I can hear you speak

Look at that, what a shame

So many words follow his name

None of them are complimentary

None of them are anything but grief

We make it harder

Harder than it needs to be

But it makes us happy

Like happy used to be

The week is long but the strong are the weak

It’s getting late but we’re still on our feet

Let’s stay awake so I can hear you speak

Let’s got to bed but let’s not go to sleep

Look at that, what a shock

Didn’t care if you were ready or not

What a boy, what a fool, what a cheat

But you can tell that there is love in my deceit

We make it harder

Harder than it needs to be

But it makes us happy

Like happy used to be

The week is long but the strong are the weak

It’s getting late but we’re still on our feet

Let’s stay awake so I can hear you speak

Let’s got to bed but let’s not go to sleep

The week is long but the strong are the weak

It’s getting late but we’re still on our feet

Let’s stay awake so I can hear you speak

Let’s got to bed but let’s not go to sleep

Let’s got to bed but let’s not go to sleep

Let’s got to bed but let’s not go to sleep