Man About Town

"See you son, for I must leave you now,
Though I know upon your shoulders is the world.
These are the streets that will make you a man,
You know it so well, you wish you could turn time back."

Goldhawk road,
Where the lost ones go,
To drown their souls,
At the edge of the world.

"In this capital of sin, where sons turn their father's in,
If you are born to lose you can never ever win.
Tempestuous liars walk these streets of desire,
Keep you accustomed to the world that you live in."

Lonely times,
Empty times,
Nowhere times,
Sad, lonely eyes.

"There is a choice: honour or disgrace,
It gets so hard to do what you feel is right.
A wasted soul parades this street you know,
for him every day's an unforgiving lie."

He feels betrayed,
He feels misplaced,
He feels disgraced,
The world around moves on.

"His faded suit, suggests the riches he once had,
Left the man when anger and loss moved in.
He lies drenched, on the litter-strewn bench,
laughing hysterically when you pass by."

Shepherds Bush Green
where life is the scene
and loss is the theme
to a thousand and one dreams.

"Stuck in a cave, while the tide is rolling in,
You scream for help but no-one wants to give.
So you try to keep your head, while the world are losing theirs,
But dignity and grace are so hard to bear."

Lonely times,
Empty times,
Nowhere times,
Sad, lonely eyes.

"See you son, for I must leave you now,
Though I know upon your shoulders is the world.
These are the streets that will make you a man,
You know it so well, you wish you could turn time back."

Goldhawk road,
Where the lost ones go,
To drown their souls,
At the edge of the world.

Did you never notice that,
By staring at the sun,
you miss what happens in the shade?

Have you ever looked back,
to see you may have got me wrong?
You are made from what I am made.

Tell me what's the use in being a second-hand version of somebody else?

As you draw your final breath,
on a wall that your mortgage built,
Have you ever felt so free?

On the strings of regret,
You will pull & pull until
you catch a final glimpse of me.

Tell me have you ever found a meaning in always making sense?

Add colour to the grey,
of the chilling winter winds,
and say something you feel.

You are the man this country made,
Wholly reserved stiff-upper lip.
They forgot to tell you how to feel.

Tell me have you ever considered changing for a nation's discontent?

We sing for England, and pastures green,
Daisy chains, posterity,
Democracy, King's & Queens,
Let your memories take you away.

Here's to England's polluted sea's,
Delayed trains, and poverty,
Robin Hood, and irony.
Let your memories take you away.

Billy Jones, Billy Jones, You are a disgrace,
Billy Jones, Billy Jones, A disgrace to the family name,
Caught around town leaving pins in the road,
Letting car tyres down, stealing their stereos,
Billy Jones.

The library is tracing all it's books to you,
The local constabulary have got a file on you,
The neighbourhood watch are keeping an eye on you,
Billy Jones, what we gonna do with you?

Billy Jones, Billy Jones, A mother's worst nightmare,
Billy Jones, Billy Jones, And what do you care?
A hooligan terror stealing washing lines,
A tearaway down alleyways on nextdoor neighbours bike,
Billy Jones.

The headteacher's had a stroke because of you,
The council are whitewashing walls because of you,
The local constabulary are gonna come for you,
Billy Jones, what we gonna do with you?