The World (Don't Sing)

Take a train to London
Unpack my bags at Buxton
We'll make plans
Hand in hand
We'll buy a boat to Cairo
With what's left in your giro
There's trouble at sea for you and me
For you and me
We'll go on the steal
Just to feed ourselves a meal
Never knowing
Just what tomorrow brings
Write a chorus on a postcard
We're calling out the coastguard
There's trouble at sea for you and me
And the world don't sing anymore
And the world don't sing anymore
Thelma and Louise
They were both just thick as thieves
We're just thick as fucking pig shit
You and me
The pyramids are calling
But our boat, it keeps on stalling
There's trouble at sea for you and me
And the world don't sing anymore
And the world don't sing anymore
Anymore
And the world don't sing anymore
And the world don't sing anymore
Fall beneath the stars
Let it flow
Fall beneath the stars
Let things go
Take a train to London
Unpack my bags at Buxton
Hand in hand
Hand in hand