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Gets up and plays the fool,
The audience don’t bring him down, down, down,
That’s right, you do what you do,
While no one else is around…

These people, are my people, watch how we roll
don’t mess ‘em up, they’re young, life’s only just begun
And for the record we were messed up, on our own
He takes the fakes and puts them in their place
And he swiftly moves along,
And he’s known around
He’s passed his break of social season hearts
Yeah I’ve spoke and yeah we get along

Man I could fall for a man, who can sing about, love and depression among other things,
A man who sings about romance
Woman he hardly kno-o-ows,
What good does it bring, this is the woman he cho-o-ose…

I don’t get happy people, why do they care?
They cant be happy all the time, they’re really just not there
And they’re all loved up on some drug and I
hope that it’s not love because I like ’em messed up and not really there.
I like them them roughed up, a little fucked up, if it can be arranged,
As high as a kite and is willing to fight as a man of his age.

God I could fall for a man, who can sing about love and depression among other things,
A man who sings about romance
Woman he hardly kno-o-ows,
What good does it bring, this is the life that he cho-o-ose…

A man who sings about romance
Woman he hardly knows kno-ows,
What good does it bring, this is the life that he chose-o-ose…

These people, are my people, watch how we roll
don’t mess ‘em up, they’re young, life’s only just begun
And for the record we were messed up, on our own
He takes the fakes and puts them in their place
And he swiftly moves along
And he’s known around
He’s passed his break of social season hearts
Yeah I’ve spoke and yeah we get along

god I could fall for a man, who sings about, love and depression among other things,
And a man who sings about romance
Woman he hardly kno-o-ows,
What good does it bring, this is the life that he cho-o-ose…
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This bit was a total guess, it's so hard to pick what the exact words are. I did listen to it for a while to try get it as accurate as poss.

Thanks to LaurenJay

Thanks to mee for these lyrics



Thanks to vicky russell for these lyrics


*Song is actually called "Man Sings About Romance."

Get up and play the fool,
The audience won’t bring you down.
That’s right, you do what you do.
While no one else is around.

These people, are my people, watch how we roll
don’t mess ‘em up, they’re young, life’s only just begun
And for the record we were messed up, on our own
He takes the fakes and puts them in their place
And he swiftly moves along,
And he’s known around
He’s passed his break of social season hearts
Yeah I’ve spoke and yeah we get along

God, I can fall for a man who can sing about love and depression among other things
And a man he sings about romance
To Women he hardly knows
what good does it bring, this is the life he chose…

I don’t get happy people, why do they care?
They can’t be happy all the time, they’re really just not there
And they’re all loved up on some drug and I
hope that it’s not love because I like ’em roughed up and not really there.
I like them roughed up, a little fucked up, if it can be arranged,
As high as a kite and is willing to fight as a man of his age.

God, I can fall for a man who can sing about love and depression among other things
And a man he signs about romance
To women he hardly knows
What good does it bring, this is the life that he chose…


A man sings about romance
Woman he hardly knows,
What good can it bring, this is the life that he chose …

I like ‘em roughed up, a little fucked up, if it can be arranged,
As high as a kite and is willing to fight as a man of his age. *



Thanks to Katie for these lyrics