The old rocker wore his hair too long. Wore his trouser cuffs too tight. Unfashionable to the end drank his ale too light. . Death's head belts buckle, yesterday's dreams.
Lend me your ear while i call you a fool.. you were kissed by a witch one night in the wood,. and later insisted your feelings were true.. The witches promise was coming,.
We're in love, sweet love.. We're in love, sweet love.. . We built our life from nothing.. We don't have much, no more money. But we've got love.. We can only grow much better.