More blitz than ritz

If you are more blitz than ritz they'll tell you every day
That she's much too proud to take you out
Her dreams a frock away
If you are more blitz than ritz they'll tell you every day
That she's much too proud to take you out
Her dreams a frock away
And oh, her majesty knows
That damn fine girls need damn fine clothes

Young girls dance in arabesques so swiftly through the dark
And they're hunted by those hounds of men who search for tell tale hearts
And oh, we all still know
That it's far too hard to ever let them go

"Don't lose sight of what you were hoping to be"
Blood stains a rosary
And by night the choir's screaming
"set that child alight."

If you long for foreign seas when winter proves too cruel
They'll be spitting from balconies
The drunken priest's a fool
God knows, he's too poor to go
Begging down on the streets below

Red lace from another class tied loosely round their necks
And there's young love bound in blood stained gowns
They almost had their heads
And oh, we all still know
That borrowed highs aren't worth the awful lows