The Indelicates - Europe lyrics

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The Indelicates - Europe lyrics

I lost my teeth on the edge of a gla** And it's fun while it lasts and it lasts and it lasts I am drunken style and inherited cla** I am queen at the bar, I am kept for the farce And the water laps at the harbourside And these salon walls are petrified And we're drunk on style and inherited cla** And these salon walls were built to last So sit with me and we'll raise a gla** To Europe I fix my eye on the turn of a thigh I could trace your life in a sneer and a sigh I am antique lace under musée gla** I am grey-haired chests in push up bras And the water laps at the harborside And these cafe walls are petrified And we're antique lace under mottled gla** And these cafe walls were built to last So sit with me and we'll raise a gla** To Europe I can write my name in my father's hand I can see your souls, I can understand I can dress myself, I can see you pa** I can lick my lips I can slap your arse And the water laps at the harborside And these hatreds are petrified We can dress ourselves, we can see you pa** And these hatreds were built to last So sit with me and we'll raise a gla** To Europe And the water laps at the harborside Our violences codified We are old, perverted suicides We are condoms washed in the harbor tide So sit with me and we'll toast the pride Of Europe Europe