| The lyric of Where The Pigs Don T Fly, Suede's song We are only young But we style our future with a cattle gun And we aren t idle rich So we smile for tomorrow with a bitch of an itch Cause when the firelight shocks like a cop shop pyre We ll sack the politics for premonition and fire And we ll move like nureyev that night Coast to coast side to side Shines the lies of fine enlightened minds Coast to coast We are only young But we style our future in the shadow of guns And we are not idle rich So we smile for tomorrow with a bitch of an itch Cause when the stylised kick of the filmstar whip Cracks down on the millions Cracks the kids on their hips Then we ll move like nuryev that night Cos coast to coastside to side Shines the lies of fine enlightened minds Coast to coastside to side Feel the steel that shines outside the blinds Coast to coastside to side Blades engraved with babies names While pylons hide the suicide Coast to coastside to side Shines the light of fine enlightened minds Coast to coastside to side Feel the steel that shines outside the blinds Coast to coastside to side Blades engraved with babies names While pylons hide the suicides
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