I brought you some francs from my travelling chest You'll spare me the thanks 'til you know I'm the best So come Hogmonay when love comes in slurs Resolutions I'll make and you can label them 'Hers' We threw our hands up high we, nearly touched the sky, We clicked our heels and spat and swore We'd never let it die
Chorus: All those boy wonders Sold their medals when they saw this train Now this boy wonders When he'll feel the fall of honest rain I came from high land where the hopefuls have to hesitate Now this boy wonders Why the words were never worth the wait
I'm waiting, waiting. In pastel paper pink over grey We wrap, wrap, wrap and chuck, chuck away The poor excuse they peddle as their prose.
Dry your tears, tie your tongue and you're never sixteen And I'll give you a glimpse of the hard and the clean And my travelling chest will be open to you And boy will you learn that you haven't a clue
I even asked my best friend but he could not explain It hit me when I left him I felt the rain and called it genius, Called it genius.
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