the smiths
a rush and a push and the land is ours
Oh Hello I am the ghost of Troubled Joe Hung by his pretty white neck Some eighteen months ago I travelled to a mystical time zone And I missed my bed And I soon came home They said 'There's too much caffeine In your bloodstream And a lack of real spice In your life' I said "Leave me alone Because I'm alright, dad Surprised to still Be on my own.. " Oh, but don't mention love I'd hate the strain of the pain again A rush and a push and the land that We stand on is ours It has been before So it shall be again And people who are uglier than you and I They take what they need, and just leave Oh, but don't mention love I'd hate the pain of the strain all over again A rush and a push and the land that We stand on is ours It has been before So why can't it be now? And people who are weaker than you or I They take what they want from life Oh, but don't mention love No - no, don't mention love! A rush and a push and the land that We stand on is ours Your youth may be gone But you're still a young man So phone me, phone me, phone me So phone me, phone me, phone me Oh, I think I'm in love Oh, I think I'm in love Oh, I think I'm in love (think I'm in love) I think I'm in love Oh