It Ended On An Oily Stage

Everything you said was true Everything you did was you Everything I started with her Ended on an oily stage where I wrote elegiac stanzas for you I hope and pray that they come true He found God in a parking lot And you did not I, I headed for the coastal re Regions of mind, to see what I'd find But I do understand Why they're looking at you As if you ever really cared All across the eastern board Languages were being lost You look so elegantly bored now Totally at ease with it all, yeah Whilst you were drunk, oh, you let it all slip I hope and pray, that it's okay He found God in a Wiltshire field Whilst you did not I, I headed for the coastal re Regions of mind to see what I'd find But I do understand Why they're looking at you As if you ever really cared He found God in a Wiltshire field And you did not I, I headed for the coastal re Regions of mind to see what I'd find