The Best Man's Fall

Could I interest you in a little something special

Pay the earth but if you have no money

Your attention'll do

And if you don't give a d**n

It's a hard road when you know where you're going

And it's harder when you know where you're not

So I'll stamp my clay feet 'til the staggering stops

But good god give me strength to face another lazy day of

If I was a millionaire I'd be a million miles from here

Hands of the clock give me a round of applause

For getting out of bed and the scars of the night before

Have turned into scabs and still I'm seeing double

And I'm looking twice my age

It's getting to the stage where

I'm old

Not wise

Just worried

Stories of rags to riches leave me in stitches

And with a thread that's hard to follow

You came into my life like a brick through a window

And I cracked a smile

Remember those good

Who remembers the good old games

That seemed to fill our days

Like a kiss

Cuddle and torture and

I spy

S p I t in your eye

Those around me who came up trumps

Would always get down on their knees to brag