Doorman, you got an attitude. Ya like immigration in a cheaper suit. You'd like nothing more than to break my face. No rhyme, no reason, no color or race.
I got a royal flush. I gotta ten bob. In my pocket for luck. . Just another crush. I got my head read. In the shed once again, my friend. . Inside, outside, upside, downside.
Outside it's summer, indoors it's cool. It's just after 3pm, I see kids leaving school. Policeman are walking, walking in lines. Tight side by side. A young boy's died.
Thinkin' back, thinkin' of you. Summertime, think it was June. Yeah, think it was June. . Laying back, head on the grass. Chewing gum, having some laughs.