(john critchley) You've got two eyes and pocket Strange eyes...
Sometimes i'm dirty, sometimes i'm clean Sometime i talk in...
So the golden age passed away to silver But that...
(john critchley) I remember, one november we had our picnic...
(john critchley) Your mind is all cluttered now But you...
I hear the door slam shut, so i know that...
Tick-tock went the watch on your wrist Telling you softly...
I can feel something inside And it wants to get...
(john critchley) Dirty little rat, never could get it straight...
Didn't you want to place Didn't you want to show...