My Throne…let’s carry on regardless.

Mithras, not my bag.

Don’t know what I’m doing here
I’ll carry on regardless
Got enough money for one more beer
I’ll carry on regardless

Is it Cologne with its great cathedral?
Milan with its glamour and its pace?
London with its river and its bridges?
Lisbon with its beauty and its grace?

Good as gold, but stupid as mud
He’ll carry on regardless
They’ll bleed his heart ’til there’s no more blood
But carry on regardless

Funny looking buses
Climb its pot-bellied hills
And a solitary jogger
Times the time he kills

Carry on with laugh
Carry on with cry
Carry on with brown under moonlit sky

Do you know where I’m gonna go?
None of you have guessed, so none of you can know
If you’ve been, that’s not where I mean
It’s got class and it’s got excellence like you’ve never seen

I want my love, my joy, my laugh, my smile, my needs
Not in the star signs
Or the palm that she reads
I want my sun-drenched, wind-swept Ingrid Bergman kiss
Not in the next life
I want it in this
I want it in this

Your town is dragging me down
Dragging me down, down, down
Your town is dragging me down
Dragging me down, down, down

Got one note to last all week
I’ll carry on regardless
The hill to happiness is far too steep
I’ll carry on regardless

Is it Dublin with its culture and its wit?
Madrid with its market square?
Paris with its bustling cafes?
Hull with its musical flair?

Dried his mouth in the Memphis sun
He carried on regardless
Tried to smile and he bit his tongue
But carry on regardless

Do you know where I’m gonna go?
None of you have guessed so none of you can know
If you’ve been, that’s not where I mean
It’s got class and it’s got excellence like you’ve never seen

Carry on with work
Carry on with love
Carry on with cheering
Anything above


Your town is dragging me down
Is dragging me down, down, down
Your town is dragging me down
Is dragging me down, down, down

I want my love, my joy, my laugh, my smile, my needs
Not in the star signs
Or the palm that she reads
I want my sun-drenched, wind-swept Ingrid Bergman kiss
Not in the next life
I want it in this
I want it in this


As I watch them drop the grain into your fish tank brain
How can you like this place when it never even rains?
Never even rains

I don’t want silver, I just want gold
Carry on regardless
Bronze is for the sick and the old
But carry on regardless

Your town is dragging me down
Is dragging me down, down, down
Your town is dragging me down
Is dragging me down, down, down

I want my love, my joy, my laugh, my smile, my needs
Not in the star signs
Or the palm that she reads
I want my sun-drenched, wind-swept Ingrid Bergman kiss
Not in the next life
I want it in this
I want it in this

Is dragging me down, down, down
Is dragging me down, down, down
Is dragging me down, down, down

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