The World Was a Mess But His Hair Was Perfect - The Rakes
Composed by：The Rakes
All dressed up with somewhere to go
Got ten new messages on my phone
Keep trying to stop the night from falling to pieces
And it goes on and on and on and on
Where are you going and where's she gone
This whole night is just falling to pieces
And we go on and on and on
Talking ****e through the night
Just trying to stop our arguments falling to pieces
You slag off America in the pub
Say the war was ****e
Then in the club drink some buds and
Smoke some Marlboro Lights
The world was a mess but his hair was perfect
The world was a mess but his hair was perfect
They're bombing cities on TV
I'd love to gab but I'm too busy
It's time to go 'cause my hair is done now
Where's my mobile gone
This girl's mouth is moving ra ra ra
Her icy fingers are slipping
She drops her glass and
It's fallen to pieces
The guy behind his eyes meet mine
Please I don't want a fight
Just don't touch my face or hair
'Cause that would ruin my night
The world was a mess but his hair was perfect
The world was a mess but his hair was perfect
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah hey
The world was a mess but his hair was perfect
Ey ey ey ey
Ah ah ah
The world was a mess but his hair was perfect
