The Jags Desert Island Discs Lyrics
Desert Island Discs by The Jags
You never ask me the right questions
And love's informers wouldn't give you a hand
We don't see eye-to-eye
Now you know the way to walk on by
Don't let the pirates steal the limelight from your heart on
Desert island discs
All the hits you missed and more on
Desert island discs
You're the miss that I shit out on
You're not number one, now it's me
Ooh, yeah
You are someone I am still proud of
But pride looks on to see me
Down on my knees
Far as the eye can see
There's night and day and me
Back inside a door is closing
Just make sure you lock away my
Desert island discs
All the hits you missed and more on
Desert island discs
You're the miss that I shit out on
You're not number one, now it's me
Ooh, yeah
You're never gonna know
You couldn't even see
You're in another crowd
And I'm left playin'
With lightning crackling from your fingers
I used to count the broken hearts
That I keep apart from
Other people's castaways
They lost on holidays
Eight days a week's not long enough
To hear my eight records on
Desert island discs
All the hits you missed and more on
Desert island discs
You're the miss that I shit out on
You're not number one, now it's me
Ooh
Ooh
Ooh
Desert island discs
Desert island discs
Desert island discs
And love's informers wouldn't give you a hand
We don't see eye-to-eye
Now you know the way to walk on by
Don't let the pirates steal the limelight from your heart on
Desert island discs
All the hits you missed and more on
Desert island discs
You're the miss that I shit out on
You're not number one, now it's me
Ooh, yeah
You are someone I am still proud of
But pride looks on to see me
Down on my knees
Far as the eye can see
There's night and day and me
Back inside a door is closing
Just make sure you lock away my
Desert island discs
All the hits you missed and more on
Desert island discs
You're the miss that I shit out on
You're not number one, now it's me
Ooh, yeah
You're never gonna know
You couldn't even see
You're in another crowd
And I'm left playin'
With lightning crackling from your fingers
I used to count the broken hearts
That I keep apart from
Other people's castaways
They lost on holidays
Eight days a week's not long enough
To hear my eight records on
Desert island discs
All the hits you missed and more on
Desert island discs
You're the miss that I shit out on
You're not number one, now it's me
Ooh
Ooh
Ooh
Desert island discs
Desert island discs
Desert island discs