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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Martin Newell
Martin Newell
Vocals
Mick Brannan
Mick Brannan
Saxophone
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Martin Newell
Martin Newell
Songwriter

Lyrics

I'm renting a room
You can see the moon
In the factory yard at night
And the bells ring Sunday
Practice on Monday
Never seem to get it right
Weekend lovers snogging in a phone box
Hear Sunday church bells
Terraced houses very near the railway
Hear Sunday church bells
Uh-uh-uh
Does an angel kiss like a cymbal splash?
Do I tear myself away?
It's a dangerous time
Near the railway line
For the boy who came to stay
Weekend lovers snogging in a phone box
Hear Sunday church bells
Terraced houses very near the railway
Hear Sunday church bells
Englishman he's walking on the high street
Hears Sunday church bell
Radical longhair going for the papers
Hears Sunday church bells
Uh-uh-uh
Here comes the candle to light to bed
I'm here, from the chapter to chapter of your head
Lorry driver going to the station
Hears Sunday church bells
Crazy children playing on a skateboard
Hear Sunday church bells
Lukie Laurence waiting for a phone call
Hears Sunday church bells
Me and Annabel lying in a big bed
Hear Sunday church bells
Uh-uh-uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh
Uh-uh-uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh
Uh-uh-uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh
Uh-uh-uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh
Written by: Martin Newell
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