ways They don't make me laugh these days any more I'm no victim to pity and cry for Or some sad lonely encounter the night before I'm no victim to
(Kirsty MacColl) I must have been driving all day But I'm getting no further away All these towns look the same And the rain is falling in my eyes Take
little ways They don't make me laugh these days any more I'm no victim to pity and cry for Or some sad lonely encounter the night before I'm no victim
Translation: MacColl, Kirsty. No Victims.
