ZANG TUUMB TUM DISCOGRAPHY “…or the imagination”

Longing without belonging


I fit this town just like the sky fits a glove
Doctor why do I hurt so much
Cause your heroes are all on the TV screen
And you’re just sat on that stupid settee

Longing without belonging
I’m just longing without belonging
We are longing without belonging
I’m just longing without belonging to it all

How I love that fair standing by the speedway
The glamour and tat of goldfish in plastic bags
Fairground boys whose arms are a tapestry
Of cheap tattoos but done badly and turning blue

But I’m longing without belonging
I’m just longing without belonging
We are longing without belonging
I’m just longing without belonging

My education came from magazines
I learnt all I know from record sleeves
Now I’m doomed to fail on a Hollywood scale
Doomed to fail on a Hollywood scale

All my life
Spent dodging small town boys
Bathed in sweat
All of these shirts must be destroyed

Longing without belonging
I’m just longing without belonging
We are longing without belonging
I’m just longing without belonging

Longing without belonging
I’m just longing without belonging
We are longing without belonging
To anyone