Shame On Me Lyrics - The Wildhearts

Shame On Me
passing information, now I'm waiting at the station for the train
fools that threw their mouths about with nothing more to do than pass the blame
seems there isn't any reason to remain, yeahsecond, third and fourth hand words their twisted lips spit out the same old lies
on and on the grapevine gathers, anyone who needs that kind of high
those whose tired little lies ain't worth the time, yeahand it's shame on me, if it's all the same to you
all the time I see someone try to put the blame on mepassing information, now I'm waiting at the station for the same old train