Serial killers were always a bore in my book
Along with retired in winnebagos
Coming up behind ya
At the next kerb
Eye reflections in the rear view mirror
and before the grub comes a moralist
Passable
Passable
Right behind ya
Kids in pubs
Breast fed
And if I ever end up like Ian McShane
Cut my throat with a garden tool
And if I ever end up like Bono
Slit my throat with a kitchen knife
Ah! passable!
A past gone mad! x 2
Comin up right behind ya
The Lovejoy roadshow
Passable
And if I ever end up like Judy Collins
Cut my throat with a garden rake
And if I ever end up like U2
Cut my throat with a kitchen tool
Passable
A past gone mad!
Spangles and soccer books
A load of old boring shit
A past gone mad
Marble stone
A past gone mad
Passable!