- Jetsetter
Making an appearance at the club tonight
Playing some songs that I think are alright
I'm not post-modern just a man who can bark
and bite with teeth that leave a mark
In the winter you're eyes are grey
But in the spring they sparkle away
I'm on a mission to make some amends
For whilst I'm gone this might all end
Oh, it's like I'm part of the jetset
Respectively, I haven't been that reckless yet
Drift through the air like a paper plane
Rainbow colours pulsate through the brain
I'm aware that I'm speaking but the words come out wrong
So I'll put it across in a simple song
Oh, it's like I'm part of the jetset
Respectively, I haven't been that reckless
Never have I been part of any scene
Just remember this: it's just you and me
When you're alone it's true
I break my bones for you
My soul is constantly beaten black and blue
Never have I been, part of any scene
Just remember this: it's just you and me...
Ooooh...Jetsetter
Ooooh....Jetsetter
Ooooh....Jetsetter
Ooooh....Jetsetter
Ooooh....Jetsetter
Letras
- A Secret Society
All Of Your Days Will Be Blessed
Alligator Boy
Apple Of My Eye
Beneath The Heart Of Darkness
Birds Fly Backwards
Bittersweetheart
Black Dress
Blackwoods Back Home
Bleed A River Deep
Born In The '70s
Church Of No Religion
Clockwork Toy
Coal Black Heart
Crimson Tears
Do As I Say Not As I Do
Fears Of A Father
Fireflies Take Flight
From Every Sphere
Ghostwriter
God Protect Your Soul
Hanging With The Wrong Crowd
Haywired
Jetsetter
Kids (Rise From The Ashes)
Lachrymosity
Last Of The Troubadours
Let Love Not Weigh Me Down
Like Only Lovers Can
Little Silver Bullet
Loneliness
Lustre
Metaphorically Yours
Open Book
Paid To Get Drunk
Pet Store
Revolution In The Heart
Shanghai
She Fell Into My Arms
Sister Reneé
Sleepyhead
So I've Been Told
Something In My Eye
Something To Live For
Still I Dream Of It (Beach Boys Cover)
Strangers
Sugarcomb
The Birds Will Sing For Us
The Ghosts Parade
The Music Box
The Storm Is Coming
The Trapdoor
This One's For You
Those Crimson Tears
Undertaker Strut
Until Tomorrow Then
Visit From The Dead Dog
Watching The Sun Come Up
Weary And Bleary Eyed
When In Stockholm
When The Lost Don't Want To Be Found
Wind Through The Trees