They twist all around him till he can't move.
Beautiful, quivering, chivalrous shambles,
What is my friend trying to prove?
The booze turns a tall, gentle boy to a terrible totem,
And the kids gather round trying to see what's inside.
I think when he's drinking he's drowning some riot,
What is my friend trying to hide?
Cause its breaking my heart,
It's breaking my heart.
And its breaking my heart to pour like the rain.
Brother of mine, don't run with those fuckers.
When will my friend start singing again?
When will my friend start singing again?
If its beautiful lyrics you're after, look no further than Elbow.



