I’m sick of working for a living   I’m just ticking off the days till I die   I miss you Louise   And the sickest little pleasures keep me going in between pulling teeth      Periscope up   I’ve been looking for a ladder   I need to see THE COMMANDER IN CHIEF   And remind him what was passed onto me      Your mum don’t sleep!   The friends you keep!   I didn’t raise a thief!      But the LEADERS OF THE FREE WORLD    Are just little boys throwing stones   And its easy to ignore ‘til they’re knocking on the door of your homes      My thinking isn’t driven   But the music always gives me a lift   I’m so easy to please    But I think we dropped the baton like the 60’s didn’t happen. Oh no.      Periscope up   Should be looking for a ladder   I need to se THE COMMANDER IN CHIEF   And remind him what was passed onto me      Your mum don’t sleep!   The friends you keep!   I didn’t raise a thief!      Passing the gun from Father to FECKLESS son   We’re climbing a landslide where only the good die young      An Imagined Affair   A sky as black as regret   is rolling aside for the blue   Impossible face to forget   These feelings belong in a zoo      She brings the morning   She brings the morning sun      So lost in the sound of her voice   I don,t even hear the words   When she says come on get out   The past will find us out   Come on get out please   And don’t breathe a word      She brings the morning   She brings the morning sun      But all this an imagined affair   While sitting in a bar spilling in a bar   I drink until the doorman is a Christmas tree   And my speech is just a gas leak