Some Of Them Are Old Lyrics - Brian Eno

People come and go and forget to close the door 

And they leave their stains and cigarette butts trampled on the floor 

And when they do, remember me, remember me. 

Some of them are old, some of them are new 

Some of them will turn up when you least expect them to 

And when they do, remember me, remember me. 

Lucy you're my girl, Lucy you're a star 

Lucy please be still and put your madness in a jar 

But do beware, it will follow you, it will follow you. 

Some of them are old but it would help if you could smile 

To earn a crooked sixpence you'll walk many crooked miles 

And as you do, remember me, remember me.