Max Jury Primrose Hill Lyrics

[Verse 1]
With a poor little rich kid
And that poor little idle hands
Fall apart from his chest and bleed it dry
Just to see what it looks like
When somebody else cries
But I wanted it anyway

[Chorus]
All the houses upon Primrose Hill
I walked by from time to time
Summer blue and lonesome [?]
In the echoes of my mind
In the echoes of my mind

[Verse 2]
Was that your existential crisis?
In the anorexic days
Loving blindly
Sleep all day go out every night
As if the city of London
Could get by without us
And if where [?] friends could find someone to get loaded up with
But I wanted it anyway

[Chorus]
All the houses upon Primrose Hill
I walked by from time to time
Summer blue and lonesome [?]
In the echoes of my mind
In the echoes of my mind

[Outro]
Is always the same old song to dance
With a poor little rich kid
And they poor little eyes