Album: Here Comes Sickness: The Best of BBC Recordings
Well I'm here looking through an old picture frame
Just waiting for the perfect view
I hope something special will step into my life
Another fine edition of you
A portrait done in shades of blue
Sometimes I find a yearning for the quiet life
The country air and all of its joys
But badgers couldn't compensate at twice the price
For just another night with the boys, oh yeah
And boys will be boys will be boys
They say love's a gamble hard to win, easy lose
What's the chance you'll ever make hay?
If life is your table and fate is the wheel
Then let the chips fall where they may
In modern times the modern way
And as I was drifting past the Northern Lights
I heard those slinky sirens wail, oooh
So look out sailor when you hear them croon
You'll never be the same again, oh no
Their crazy music drives you insane this way
So love me leave me do what you will
Who knows what tomorrow might bring
Learn from your mistakes is my only advice
And stay cool is still the main rule
Don't take yourself for a fool
Too much cheesecake too soon
Old money's better than new
No mention in the latest Tribune
And don't let this happen to you