Back in September I found a cool little shop in Worthing
The bloke that worked there was smoking a hookah pipe and didn’t speak English
But he had some really funky, cheap clothes
.
I found a pair of glittery tights that I couldn’t decide if they were ugly or funky
So I bought them
Actually I bought 4 pairs
.
Anyhooo
I ended up loving them
And so did a lot ladies that came to the show
Every night I’ve worn them, I’ve had women come up to me at half time asking me where I bought them
.
So when I found a shop 2 weeks later that was selling the same tights
I bought all of them
14 pairs
.
I know that sounds like a lot
But they’re only good to wear once or twice
.
The glitter starts falling off them as soon as I put them on
.
So I’ve done my own little version of Hansel & Gretel
Like they did with the bread crumbs
Well, I’ve left a trail across the country too
A glitter trail
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A special sparkly road that leads to
Umm…
Well, not sure what it leads to
My bum Belfast maybe?
That’s our last stop
Everyone has some of my glitter on them
It’s in their suitcases
On the tour bus
Guitars, shoes, bags, speakers
That shit got into everything
We’ll be finding it for months I reckon
Love it
I’m actually a bit sad to be leaving all my worn tights behind
They’re no good to me now
I tried washing them
And now they’re just plain black tights
You don’t get much for 4 bucks these days do you?
You may have lost your glitter but you’ll never lose your sparkle!