Текст песни The Coral - Bill McCai
The Coral - Bill McCai слова песни
Family taught him right from wrong,Local tales and children`s songs,Sunday school was his shelter,With his friends Joe and Walter, Now those days so far away,An empty swing where he once played,Now he`s got so fat and bald,He never thought that he`d grow old. Everyday when he gets the trainLooks out the window and he thinks in vainIf I could only be that boy againHe`s got a sales job and it gets him downSame old faces, same old soundsHeart attacks, orthopaedic backsDocuments and labelled racks His wife can`t stand the sight of himWith his routine glass of ginShe makes his lunch of processed hamWaiting for the meter manEveryday when he gets the trainlooks out the window and he thinks in vainIf I could only be that boy again (Take it away Bill)He could be that boy againAnother day, another ginHis kids don`t even notice himSomething different about his faceHis happy smile seems out of placeFamily gathered round for teaEyes fixed on the new tellyA news flash came and then it saidBill McCai was just found dead No more windows, no more trainsHung himself out in the rainNow he`ll never be that boy againAnd we say...Bye, bye Bill MccaiBye, bye Bill MccaiBye, bye Bill Mccai