From way far across the sea
came and Eritrean maiden she
had a one track mind & eyes for me
half blinded in the war
with a pale young Anglican
who said he'd help her all he can
showed her Jesus and his little un-holy friend
She had no mind to please him
just say "ta-ra" & leave him behind
There's a little boy in a stairwell who says "I hate people like you
got matches and cable TV, half of less than 50p."
We all clambered over the balcony banging on the window waking Steve
bringing with a new love his un-holy friend
If you really need it you mustn't leave it behind
Monkey asked the mouse before
If she loved anybody more than he -
it turns you into stone
now I'm reversing down the lonely street
to a cheap hotel where I can meet the past
& pay it off & keep it sweet
Its sweet like nothing at all
Yes I've seen u there
You know I couldn't help but stare?
It rips the heart out of your baby
Now I've taken far too much
to think or see or touch what's real, I'm stranded on this street
which once paved my only way home
He got nothing
He got nothing at all