text: Well, the mourning was complete
  When there were tears on the steering wheel drippin on the seat
  Several hours or several weeks
  Id have the cheek to say theyre equally as bleak
  Its the beginning of the end
  The car went up the hill and disappeared around the bend
  Ask anyone, theyll tell you that its these times that it tends
  To start to break in half, to start to fall apart
  Hold on to your hеart
  And do me a favour and break my nose
  Or do mе a favour and tell me to go away
  Or do me a favour and stop asking questions
  Cause she walked away while her shoes were untied
  And her eyes were all red, you could see that shed cried
  And I watched and I waited til she went inside
  Forcin a smile and waving goodbye
  Curiosity becomes a heavy load
  Too heavy to hold, too heavy to hold
  Curiosity becomes a heavy load
  Too heavy to hold, will force you to be cold
  And do me a favour and ask if you need some help
  She said, Do me a favour and stop flattering yourself
  And to tear apart the ties that bind
  Perhaps fuck off might be too kind
  Perhaps fuck off might be too kind
  Oh, the Monkeys in the Royal Albert Hall