(Heaton/Rotheray). I once had a friend who I loved from my heart. But I went on and left her 'fore I'd made a start. Now I'm moaning the blues like the rest of the charts.
(Heaton/Rotheray). Old Red eyes is back. Red from the night before the night before. Walked into the wrong bar walked into a door. . Old Red's in town.
(Heaton/Rotheray). Like the toupee on a fading fame. The final whistle in a losing game. Thick lipstick on a five year old girl. It makes you think it's a plastic world.
I wasn't sure if it was Marx or Hitler. That was in this year. I hadn't been to Brighton for a while. So it wasn't too clear. . So imagine my surprise.