Can't Be Sure

Give me a story and give me a bed
 Give me possessions
 Oh love, luck and money they go to my head like wildfire
 It's good to have something to live for, you'll find
 Live for tomorrow
 Live for a job and a perfect behind, high time
 England my country, the home of the free
 Such miserable weather
 But England's as happy as England can be
 Why cry?
 And did you know desire's a terrible thing
 The worst that I can find
 And did you know desire's a terrible thing
 But I rely on mine
 Aa-ah
 England my country, the home of the free
 Such miserable weather
 But England's as happy as England can be
 Why cry?
 And did you know desire's a terrible thing
 The worst that I can find
 And did you know desire's a terrible thing
 But I rely on mine
 Did you know desire's a terrible thing
 It makes the world go blind
 But if desire, desire's a terrible thing
 You know that I really don't mind
 And it's my life
 And it's my life
 And though I can't be sure what I want any more
 It will come to me later
 Well it's my life
 And it's my life
 And though I can't be sure if I want any more
 It will come to me later
 Ye-e-eah