Columbo
The Verve Lyrics


Baby why you wasting time crying
Like its the only thing to do
Baby don't you worry you're still crying
Your instincts is all you've got in you

Baby don't you worry your still crying
I can see the sadness in your eyes
Baby why you wasting time crying
Gotta find out the reasons why
Baby don't believe it when they see it
Love is just a feeling that you give
You're the universe again that I need
Tell me all your secrets that I'll forgive

Ohhh yeah yeah
Ohhh yeah yeah, yeah yeah

Just watch the lights go down over this town
What makes me down while I swim around
Watch the city boys weep full of cluster
Take it easy but you just keep digging yourself, you're stuck

Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Written by: Nick McCabe, Peter Anthony Salisbury, Richard Paul Ashcroft, Simon Robin David Jones

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Most interesting comment from YouTube:

Pierre S

Baby why are you wasting time crying
Like it’s the only thing to do?
Baby don't you worry, yourself crying
Your instinct's all that's guiding you

Baby don't you worry, yourself crying
I could see the sadness in your eyes
Baby why are you wasting time crying
Trying to find out the reasons why?

Baby don't believe them when they say it
Love is just a feeling that you give
You’re the universe and you'll know all I need
Tell me all the secrets that I forget

Ooh-yeah-yeah, oooh-yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah
All right, ooh yeah, all right

Just watch the lights go down over this town
Watch the Thames weave down, wind it's way round
Watch the city boys leave, full of bluster
Oh where are we now?
Ain't it easy for you as a kid
To get yourself so messed up
We don't know, we don't know (oh yeah)
We don't know, we don't know (oh yeah)
We don't know, we don't know
we don't know, we don't know (a-ha)

Fame, a celebrity culture, flash light, flash light
Fame, a bullet proof bathroom
Inside she's fixing up
Fame, a sealing-up number one
Vacuum, a vacuum
Fame, miracle accent,
Inside, start it up
Shoot it up, shoot it up, shoot it up, shoot your gun
Fame, the vanity mistress
Fame, the mirror of the wet dream
And I look, and I'm feeling that accent
Dying on the inside, I’m dying on the inside
Love's like oxygen
Love's like oxygen
Love's like oxygen
Love's like oxygen
Love's like oxygen...



All comments from YouTube:

Sky Gazer

I just adore this album.

Philip Platt

Mccabe and Jones at their best. Amazing.

E Yang

Pure, ethereal. No pain, no feelings any more. 

Possibly Probably

listen to this song while driving at mach 10 with the windows down..this is music...the bass starting at 3.30 just thumps then goes nuts at 5.00.. the verve at their best

Roughcovers

destined to become a lost classic of a song.

Roman Pearce

..for the chosen people

Stephen Mccartney

yes i'd say so too

Blue Bear School of Music

One of their best songs. Sad it didn't get more recognition and even sadder that it was never played live. :(

J Schwarz

Is that not due to the fact that Ashcroft allegedly never attended rehearsals? Isn't that why every set list was the same?

Pierre S

Baby why are you wasting time crying
Like it’s the only thing to do?
Baby don't you worry, yourself crying
Your instinct's all that's guiding you

Baby don't you worry, yourself crying
I could see the sadness in your eyes
Baby why are you wasting time crying
Trying to find out the reasons why?

Baby don't believe them when they say it
Love is just a feeling that you give
You’re the universe and you'll know all I need
Tell me all the secrets that I forget

Ooh-yeah-yeah, oooh-yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah
All right, ooh yeah, all right

Just watch the lights go down over this town
Watch the Thames weave down, wind it's way round
Watch the city boys leave, full of bluster
Oh where are we now?
Ain't it easy for you as a kid
To get yourself so messed up
We don't know, we don't know (oh yeah)
We don't know, we don't know (oh yeah)
We don't know, we don't know
we don't know, we don't know (a-ha)

Fame, a celebrity culture, flash light, flash light
Fame, a bullet proof bathroom
Inside she's fixing up
Fame, a sealing-up number one
Vacuum, a vacuum
Fame, miracle accent,
Inside, start it up
Shoot it up, shoot it up, shoot it up, shoot your gun
Fame, the vanity mistress
Fame, the mirror of the wet dream
And I look, and I'm feeling that accent
Dying on the inside, I’m dying on the inside
Love's like oxygen
Love's like oxygen
Love's like oxygen
Love's like oxygen
Love's like oxygen...

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