The Rakes - The World Was A Mess But His Hair Was Perfect lyrics

All dressed up with somewhere to go

Got ten new messages on your phone

Keep trying to stop the night from falling to pieces

The night goes on and on and on and on

Where're you going and where's Steve gone

This whole night is just falling to pieces

And you go on and on and on

Talking shy through the night

Just trying to stop our arguments falling to pieces

You slag off America in the pop

Saying the war was shot

The world was a mess but his hair was perfect

The world was a mess but his hair was perfect

The world was a mess but his hair was perfect

The world was a mess but his hair was perfect