The World Was A Mess But His Hair Was Perfect by The Rakes Lyrics

All dressed up with somewhere to go
I got ten new messages on my phone
Keep trying to stop the night from falling to pieces
And it goes on and on and on and on
"Where are you going" and "where's she gone?"
This whole night is just falling to pieces

And we go on and on and on
Talking shite through the night
Just trying to stop our arguments falling to pieces
You slag off America in the pub
Say the war was shite
Then in the club, drink some buds and
Smoke some Marlboro Lights

The world was a mess but his hair was perfect
The world was a mess but his hair was perfect

They're bombing cities on TV
I'd love to gab but I'm too busy
It's time to go 'cause my hair is done now
Where's my mobile gone?
[Cellphone Chatter]

This girl's mouth is moving, "Ra, Ra, Ra!"
Her icy fingers are slipping
She drops her glass and
It's fallen to pieces
The guy behind, his eyes meet mine
"Please, I don't want a fight
Just don't touch my face... or hair
'Cause that would ruin my night."

The world was a mess but his hair was perfect
The world was a mess but his hair was perfect
(Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah
Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Hey!)
The world was a mess but his hair was perfect
(Ey, Ey, Ey, Ey!
Ah, Ah, Ah!)
The world was a mess but his hair was perfect