The Family Baloo - Larks (Love Is a Battlefield)

We were holding hands as the scooter lady tried to mow us down
Wearing nothing but a Brexit flag, shopping bags and a frown
As the seagulls in her wake let out ear splitting roars
I could almost hear a lark

I could smell your perfume above the diesel fumes in the bay
As we scrawled on the sea walls with fossils our names
As the jet skis drowned out the sound of the lapping waves
I could almost hear a lark

Undressed you in my mind as I caught our reflection for the first time in miles
In a shop window that had been closed for a while
When a drunk with a leather face screamed it was my fault
But I could almost hear a lark

We felt the sun our face as we watched the well-cut, bell bottomed, tattooed mothers ignore
The half-cut, fat bottomed, tattooed, mother others next door
But all their children laughed together as they ate dirty sand
I could almost hear a lark

We're Young, we felt so young

Written by:
Sean Parfitt

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