Tidy your books up Put 'em under your bed And gather your thoughts up But keep 'em in your head Be careful what you wish for Be careful what you dream They let you sing your songs, son But they'll never hear you scream
Button your coat up Take shelter from the rain They want you to be like them But you can never be the same 'Cause you're standing on the outside They'll never let ya in They'll let you play the game, son But they'll never let you win
Never let them bear witness To the tears in your eyes And never take a handshake From the prophets and their lies 'Cause they put you in the wrong line You've been crying out for more They've given you the key, son But you'll never find the door
You've fallen like an angel Stranded on the earth They let you see their riches They never tell you what you're worth They put you in the back seat While they're heading for the sun And if you're waiting for the rapture The day will never come
The day will never come The day will never come The day will never come The day will never come The day will never come The day will never come The day will never come The day will never come
Writer/s: NOEL GALLAGHER
Publisher: Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
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