Rusholme Ruffians Lyrics

Rusholme Ruffians lyrics

The last night of the fair
By the big wheel generator
A boy is
stabbed
And his money is grabbed
And the air hangs heavy like a dulling
wine
She is Famous
She is Funny
An engagement ring
Doesn't mean a
thing
To a mind consumed by brass (money)
And though I walk home
alone
I might walk home alone ...
...But my faith in love is still
devout
The last night of the fair
From a seat on a whirling
waltzer
Her skirt ascends for a watching eye
It's a hideous trait (on her
mother's side)
From a seat on a whirling waltzer
Her skirt ascends for a
watching eye
It's a hideous trait (on her mother's side)
And though I
walk home alone
I might walk home alone ...
...But my faith in love is
still devout
Then someone falls in love
And someone's beaten
up
Someone's beaten up
And the senses being dulled are mine
And
someone falls in love
And someone's beaten up
And the senses being dulled
are mine
And though I walk home alone
I might walk home alone
...
...But my faith in love is still devout
This is the last night of the
fair
And the grease in the hair
Of a speedway operator
Is all a
tremulous heart requires
A schoolgirl is denied
She said: "How
quickly would I die
If I jumped from the top of the parachutes ?"
La
...
This is the last night of the fair
And the grease in the hair
Of a
speedway operator
Is all a tremulous heart requires
A schoolgirl is
denied
She said: "How quickly would I die
If I jumped from the top
of the parachutes ?"
La ...
So ... scratch my name on your arm with
a fountain pen
(This means you really love me)
Scratch my name on your
arm with a fountain pen
(This means you really love me)
Oh ...
And
though I walk home alone
I just might walk home alone
But my faith in
love is still devout
I might walk home alone
But my faith in love is
still devout
I might walk home alone
But my faith in love is still
devout
La ...