All of This and Nothing [#][*][Demo Version] lyrics by The Psychedelic Furs

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All of This and Nothing [#][*][Demo Version] by The Psychedelic Fursالقصائد الغناءيه -текстове на песни -texty -paroles -στίχοι -गीतletras -songteksten -тексты песен -versuri -tekst utworu -testi -the text of the song - - نص الاغنيةтекста на песента -tekst pjesme -text písně -teksten til sangen -teksti, laulu -le texte de la chanson -το κείμενο του τραγουδιού -पाठ के गीतEl texto de la canción -de tekst van het lied -der Text des Liedes -teksten til sangen -o texto da canção -Текст песни -textul de la piesa -Texten till låten -il testo della canzone

All of This and Nothing [#][*][Demo Version] by The Psychedelic Furs

A phonebook full of accidents
A girl to drive your car
A suit to wear on mondays
And a coat a magazine
A heavy rain on holiday
A painting of the wall
A knife a fork and memories
A light to see it all

You didn't leave me anything
That I can understand
Hey I never meant that stuff
I want to turn you round

Dominoes a pack of cards
A picture of the queen
A dress to wear on sundays
And a handle for the door
A letter that I sent for you
A note you left for me
A wave a pack of cigarettes
A pocket full of beads

You didn't leave me anything
That I can understand
Hey I never meant that stuff
I want to turn you on
You didn't leave me anything
That I can understand
Hey I never meant that stuff
I want to turn you round
You didn't leave me anything
That I can understand
Hey I never meant that stuff
I want to turn you on

The sound of people getting drunk
A ceiling and a sky
A bank that's full of promises
A telephone that lies
A visit from your doctor
He crawls in through the door
A mirror you can look in
So that you know where you are

You didn't leave me anything
That I can understand
Hey I never meant that stuff
I want to turn you round
You didn't leave me anything
That I can understand
Now I'm left with all of this
A roomful of your trash

Writer : BUTLER, RICHARD/BUTLER, TIMOTHY/ASHTON, JOHN/DAVEY, VINCENT
Copyright : Lyrics © EMI Music Publishing