Baby Strange - The Wildhearts
Ba ba ba ba ba ba ba ba
Baby strange what does it take to love you
Baby strange what does it take to loathe you
Stuck in occasions unfinished and severed
I'm dead with my eyes open wide
Heaven above you tired and lonely
I'm terrified but in an ideal
World there'd be a decent conversation and dignified
Unlike the arsehole lovers with the blackmail
Rules of seizure or suicide
They lied
