Some Riot (Live from London) - Elbow

A friend of mine grows his very own brambles

They twist all around him till he can't move

Beautiful, quivering, chivalrous shambles

What is my friend trying to prove?

The booze turns a tall, gentle boy to a terrible totem

And the kids gather 'round trying to see what's inside

I think when he's drinking he's drowning some riot

What is my friend trying to hide?

'Cause it's breaking my heart, it's breaking my heart

And it's breaking my heart to pour like the rain

Brother of mine don't run with those fuckers

When will my friend start singing again?

When will my friend start singing again?

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