Let me scratch the maggots out of the pie
Put a rock at the door...

You will be on my mind forever
Fragile, soft, all exposed, courting hurt and pain...

Jesus mentor not saviour
That gets them going...

Trombone Saxophone set a mood
Lead guitar leads the way...

Gone the age of the innocent
Taken near on seven decades to get me here...

A man in rage is a sorry sight to behold
Shame on me...

Asleep at dawn? You just missed the best
The world has brushed its teeth...

I got your back you got mine
When times are tight...

A warm embrace
A smile...

My heart speaks within my being
Reminiscing; it's an old man thing...

Puppet moves; rap breaking a dance
Wiggling gyrating and synthesizers...

You have to have a chance, to take it
You need the ball to play...