Forget Myself - elbow

They’re pacing Piccadilly in packs again

And moaning for the mercy of a never come rain

The sun’s had enough and the simmering sky

Has the heave and the hue of a woman on fire

Shop shutters rattle down and I’m cutting the crowd

All scented and descending from the satellite towns

The neon is graffiti singing make a new start

So I look for a plot where I can bury my broken heart

No, I know I won’t forget you

But I’ll forget myself if the city will forgive me

The man on the door has a head like Mars

Like a baby born to the doors of the bars

And surrounded by steam with his folded arms

He’s got that urban genie thing going on

He’s so mercifully free of the pressures of grace

Saint Peter in satin, he’s like Buddha with lace

He’s so mercifully free of the pressures of grace

Saint Peter in satin, he’s like Buddha with lace

No, I know I won’t forget you

But I’ll forget myself if the city will forgive me

No, I know I won’t forget you

But I’ll forget myself if the city will forgive me

Do you move through the room with a glass in your hand

Thinking too hard about the way you stand

Are you watching them pair off and drinking 'em long?

Are you falling in love every second song?

Do you move through the room with a glass in your hand?

Thinking too hard about the way you stand

Are you watching them pair off and drinking them long?

Are you falling in love

Are you falling in love

Are you falling in love every second song?

No, I know I won’t forget you

But I’ll forget myself if the city will forgive me

No, I know I won’t forget you

But I’ll forget myself and the city will forgive me