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I had high hopes and had piled hopes high on top of them
At lunch I saw you playing skittles in the pub and you
Toppled them

Chorus
You know how to desolate, you know how to desolate
You know how to desolate
And it's all just one big game to you

I had ambition and I think it really scared you
As you and your short sighted vision
Didn't want the competition

Chorus

What would I do if you crossed in the street
Would I turn away or would I fall at your feet
Would I shoot you a knowing look
Or simply scratch out your eyes
I'm not gonna tell you now it's a surprise

I had the drive the determination but you slammed your foot on the brakes
You said I couldn't join your secret society
'Cause I didn't know any funny handshakes

Chorus

credits

from Live at the Virtually Acoustic Club, London, released October 12, 2000
Words and music by Mike Ferguson and Robert Watson
Recording owned by the Virtually Acoustic Club, London

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