Still Ill

I decree today that life
Is simply taking and not giving
England is mine - it owes me a living
But ask me why, and I'll spit in your eye
Ask me why, and I'll spit in your eye
But we cannot cling to the old dreams anymore
No, we cannot cling to those dreams anymore

Does the body rule the mind
Or does the mind rule the body?
I don't know...

Under the iron bridge we kissed
And although I ended up with sore lips
It just wasn't like the old days anymore
No, it wasn't like those days anymore
Am I still ill?
Oh...

For there are brighter sides to life
And I should know, because I've seen them
But not very often...
And if you ask me why, and I'll die
Ask me why, and I'll die
And if you must, go to work - tomorrow
Well, if I were you I wouldn't bother