Standing at the bus stop with my shopping in my hands
And I'm overhearing elder ladies
As the rumours start to fly
You can hear them in the school yard
In the scrap yard
In the chip shop
In the phone box
In the pool hall
At the shoe store
Every corner turn around
It started with a school girl
Who was running
Running home to her Mam and Dad

I feel awash
Close down the street
Yeah Chaplin walks
Be 9:15
And I hear them, hear them call his name
And I see him, see him turn away

They take him in
And clean him up

They take him in
And strip him down
They dry his skin
And feed him wine
And I hear them, hear them call his name
And I see him, see him turn away

Ask's to use the phone

Yeah he lives alone, he lives alone

I get camping eyes in the final hour
Last minute shoppers picking cauliflower
The fuss they make, you'd swear they were buying a car
They always moan, moan it's not so cheap
Cheaper still, cheaper still down the street
Lose my rag and tell them take your bag and shop down there
Closing down, they're closing down another road
One way, system steals the show

There's no mistake, I smell that smell
It's that time of year again, I can taste the air
The clocks go back, railway track
Something blocks the line again
And the train runs late for the first time

A pebble beach, we're underneath, a pier that's just been painted red
Where I heard the news for the first time

And all the friends lay down the flowers
Sit on the banks and drink for hours

We all face the same way, Still it takes all day
I take a look to my left, Pick out the worst and the best
She paints her lip, greasy and thick
Another mirror stare
And she's going where

Another office affair, to kill an unborn scare
You talk dirty to a priest, it makes you human at least
Is she running away, to start a brand new day
Or she's going home, why's she driving alone

salt grips the road awaits his lift again street orange glow shades the odds against one
more sip a shoe a miss a shaving nick one extra kiss who's to know whatever! not up
to me not up to you swings don't swing the parks been dead for years how do you
know the last swing weren't your last for good hard book on freaks fresh summer

I gotta lose weight I swallow honey is my stand up show still that funny
am I back for good I said that I said that I would be she's down waist low
trying to make me happy
because I like watching you it's time I tried tried to check
my check my eye lids
check for holes
two weeks late I gotta test for babies shop take is falling low
I'm not going back back to the

A weeks too long, not to ring
Re-colours her hair, and waits for him
Not cat against dog, just head over heels
Sex twice a day, best time in years
Oh no, why hasn't he phoned
She has to wait until he's on his own
Lying and Denying so nobody knows
I'll tell her this week is what he tells other people all alone
I buy one a day

Sex drives on a house cheating wife's spouse

Ten minutes flat after that day at the factory
I'm Drinking like a dog in the sun
I don't need to eat or sleep or work, at the weekend
Drop my guts
And I can't wait for my next drink
The first one is gonna sink

I'm the last of the big time drinkers
I take pride in my work
Last of the big time drinkers
The beer don't taste the same without my name painted on the glass

the same long faces in the workman's hall caramel crisp counts
his birds cliff chip's lines up his dominoes kingfisher lead singer
calms his nerves
I'm drinking sinking swimming drowning working smirking learning
burning sleeping thieving cheating beating I'm eating I'm deep in a
goldfish bowl It's sink or swim
the hall down town just burns to the ground my boxing ring turned to ash

Shopping spree for the family tree, haven't seen your family tree, in quite a while
Too many sandwiches and wine, sherry stains down your best mans tie, what a speech
The band arrive, the grannies cry, the singers tongue's's in the bar maids mouth, what a voice
Grandpa drunk a drop or two and his head's still stuck down the portaloo, what a man

I never knew her name
I only knew her fame
she lived near my town
another goldfish to drown
well I just past the bridge
that parts us from them the bridge
that she used again and again again
I remember when they found her
billy davey's daughter the word gets around
billy davey's second daughter threw herself
to dirty water billy's left with nothing but a
dream he dreams