I left the North
I travelled South
I found a tiny house
I can’t help the way I feel
Oh yes you can kick me
and you can punch me
and you break my face
but you can’t change the way that I feel
‘Cause I love you
And is it really so strange?
Is it really so, really so strange?
I say No, you say Yes
(but you will change your mind)
I left the Sout
I travelled North
I got confused-I killed a horse
I can’t help the way I feel
Oh yes you can kick me
and you can butt me
and you can break my spine
but you won’t change the way that I feel
’cause I love you
And is it really so strange ?
Is it realy so strange?
Is it really so, really so strange?
I say No, you say Yes
(but you will change your mind)
I left the North agin
I travelled South again
I got confused-I killed a nun
I CAN’T HELP THE WAY I FEEL
I CAN’T HELP THE WAY I FEEL
(I lost my bag in Newport Pagnell)
Why is the last mile the hardest mile
My throat was dry, with the sun in my eyes
And I realised, I realised
That I could never
I could never, never go back home again
