Ireland, back here...sanctuary
Away from the agitated heating engineer, he
Don't wanna' talk about it no more, he was
Down on the I.T. guy big time
This is fine, all worthwhile
It gets a bit cagey when the South African
Apprentices are collared...all white, then a
Nigerian bouncer
Don't go there, i wouldn't
Got to go...we have a live band appearing
Here soon, chilli sauce or something
I never, well i never did
He needed to reassure her as much as she
Needed the forehead kiss, she likes the
Forehead kiss as much as she appreciates
The tip on the
Maintenance of tap washers, the man
With the virtual white van introduces his
Geek self
I spit it out, dunno why
People are okay really, someone else in a cape
Talks loud enough to be heard, does she need a friend?
Help yerself in yer boot cut jeans
There was something about gowns and towns
Teacher, tell me how to
Do it do it do it better
Please, the best juke box around for miles
Smiles i do when i think even now of New
York becoming shaddapaya face
Precision kicks, two-step, goose and...well
I've got phone calls to make
Talk about kicking a man when he's down
Tut tut tut, i play solitaire and get just the four
Of clubs, face up so it is
Having said that, i look at the sun through filters
I travel long distance to collect soundtracks
I chat with a young rocker who has had a stroke
Ridicule me, shout Satan behind my back
I can hear you
It's like an old git...thank
God they do food, on-call
Stuff like that
Social sciences teaches you how
To talk to people
Sovereign, statues...i just
Didn't take it all in, this
Evolution and these tool makers'
Objectives are met
Racists are identified
I'll play for the under twenty ones this
Saturday, then it's the sister's wedding
I'll sing on this occasion
Perfect day
It's about crack that one you know
Spend it with you, etcetera