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Everyone’s Complaining
Lloyd Cole
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It's always raining in St. Petersburg
This damp will be the death of me
I left my raincoat with my Romanian
Gypsy card say that
There isn't any justice in this world
As far as I have seen
No more or less than we deserve
Hell, no desire to be free
We're always steaming in the singles bars
Bells are ringing, ain't it great to be alive?
Yeah, and watch me turning prematurely grey
All the money's killing me
But there's a reason for this drinking
You see the poison tastes so sweet
And it beats the hell out of thinking
All good Christians agree
I've been walking circles
Foot nailed to the floor
Everyone's complaining
I just lock my doors
I do believe I've seen it all
It's always raining when you're drying out
This damp will be the death of me
Yeah, and everybody loves you
When you're down and out
All the money's killing me
There isn't any justice in this world
That's no more or less than we deserve
I've no desire to be free
I'll be whistling Dixie
Clogs tied to my feet
Everyone's complaining
No one's losing sleep
This town will be the death of me
Pretty boys and pretty girls
Everyone is saved
Everyone's complaining
No one's losing sleep
This town will be the death of me