Song lyrics Sweet brother malcolm by Richard Ashcroft

Sweet brother malcolm, heŽs under house arrest,
Its the talk of the town, whoŽd of thought it of him?

Sweet cousin mary, no blood in her veins,
She had so much, now nothing remains.

When it all comes crashing down,
And the press move in to town,
Bring all floral words wrapped in sellophane.

Sweet little tony, whereŽd it all go wrong ?
He hit the wall, singing his favourite song

When it all comes crashing down,
And the press move in to town,
Bring all floral words wrapped in sellophane,
Watch them move out as fast as they came,
Leave the broken hearted with their pain.

Sweet brother malcolm, heŽs under house arrest,
Its the talk of the town, whoŽd of thought it of him?

Sweet angel mary, no blood in her veins,
Wheres this life ? madness remains
Wheres theres life madness will reign
Madness will reign