Robert Smith's diary

Post punk catchy

May 20th, 2024suno

Lyrics

(Verse 1) It’s Sunday in May, nineteen eighty, sitting in a field alone In a school far from home, no car, no phone, life’s tough when you’re on your own Mum’s got a teaching post, free school for me, but man, those days were rough Cruelty in the air, posh kids everywhere, but I had my radio for love (Pre-Chorus) Sunday night escape, Top 40 in my hand A Forest by The Cure, didn’t understand But it lingered in my mind, haunting like a ghost Waiting in the trees, creeping up close (Chorus) Reading Robert Smith's diary, I fell in love with The Cure Their music offered escape, from the cruel and the pure Teenage hearts found solace, in their strange, dark allure Decades on, their magic's strong, I’m still hooked, that’s for sure (Verse 2) By autumn, back in Barry, local comp with fights and fear But my free time was my own, with Smash Hits magazines near Flexipop! came along, glossy pages, pure delight Issue twenty-one, Robert’s diary in the night (Pre-Chorus) He writes down his dreams, takes walks in the dark Watches TV through the window, in his backyard park Dresses like his mother, makes a curry in disguise Runs in empty cinemas, chasing spaceship cries (Chorus) Reading Robert Smith's diary, I fell in love with The Cure Their (Verse 1) It’s Sunday in May, nineteen eighty, sitting in a field alone In a school far from home, no car, no phone, life’s tough when you’re on your own Mum’s got a teaching post, free school for me, but man, those days were rough Cruelty in the air, posh kids everywhere, but I had my radio for love (Pre-Chorus) Sunday night escape, Top 40 in my hand A Forest by The Cure, didn’t understand But it lingered in my mind, haunting like a ghost Waiting in the trees, creeping up close (Chorus) Reading Robert Smith's diary, I fell in love with The Cure Their music offered escape, from the cruel and the pure Teenage hearts found solace, in their strange, dark allure Decades on, their magic's strong, I’m still hooked, that’s for sure (Verse 2) By autumn, back in Barry, local comp with fights and fear But my free time was my own, with Smash Hits magazines near Flexipop! came along, glossy pages, pure delight Issue twenty-one, Robert’s diary in the night (Pre-Chorus) He writes down his dreams, takes walks in the dark Watches TV through the window, in his backyard park Dresses like his mother, makes a curry in disguise Runs in empty cinemas, chasing spaceship cries (Chorus) Reading Robert Smith's diary, I fell in love with The Cure Their (Verse 1) It’s Sunday in May, nineteen eighty, sitting in a field alone In a school far from home, no car, no phone, life’s tough when you’re on your own Mum’s got a teaching post, free school for me, but man, those days were rough Cruelty in the air, posh kids everywhere, but I had my radio for love (Pre-Chorus) Sunday night escape, Top 40 in my hand A Forest by The Cure, didn’t understand But it lingered in my mind, haunting like a ghost Waiting in the trees, creeping up close (Chorus) Reading Robert Smith's diary, I fell in love with The Cure Their music offered escape, from the cruel and the pure Teenage hearts found solace, in their strange, dark allure Decades on, their magic's strong, I’m still hooked, that’s for sure (Verse 2) By autumn, back in Barry, local comp with fights and fear But my free time was my own, with Smash Hits magazines near Flexipop! came along, glossy pages, pure delight Issue twenty-one, Robert’s diary in the night (Pre-Chorus) He writes down his dreams, takes walks in the dark Watches TV through the window, in his backyard park Dresses like his mother, makes a curry in disguise Runs in empty cinemas, chasing spaceship cries (Chorus) Reading Robert Smith's diary, I fell in love with The Cure Their (Verse 1) It’s Sunday in May, nineteen eighty, sitting in a field alone In a school far from home, no car, no phone, life’s tough when you’re on your own Mum’s got a teaching post, free school for me, but man, those days were rough Cruelty in the air, posh kids everywhere, but I had my radio for love (Pre-Chorus) Sunday night escape, Top 40 in my hand A Forest by The Cure, didn’t understand But it lingered in my mind, haunting like a ghost Waiting in the trees, creeping up close (Chorus) Reading Robert Smith's diary, I fell in love with The Cure Their music offered escape, from the cruel and the pure Teenage hearts found solace, in their strange, dark allure Decades on, their magic's strong, I’m still hooked, that’s for sure (Verse 2) By autumn, back in Barry, local comp with fights and fear But my free time was my own, with Smash Hits magazines near Flexipop! came along, glossy pages, pure delight Issue twenty-one, Robert’s diary in the night (Pre-Chorus) He writes down his dreams, takes walks in the dark Watches TV through the window, in his backyard park Dresses like his mother, makes a curry in disguise Runs in empty cinemas, chasing spaceship cries (Chorus) Reading Robert Smith's diary, I fell in love with The Cure Their From t the edge of the deep Green sea

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