Tytuł: Business As Usual

• Wykonawca: Gary Moore
• Wyświetleń: 212

The pink crucifix with the ivory Jesus I wanted
  The man with the blood on his hands as I ran from the river
  Kissing my cousin, before they took her to the graveyard
  Trembling at night from the violence I heard from my bedroom
  
  These are my memories
  These are my memories, coming home
  
  Called up at school `cause my hand wasn`t there to say "present"
  Running the gauntlet outside the Club Rado at dawn
  Rory and me without a spare string between us
  Catching the last bus halfway through "I`m so glad"
  
  These are my memories
  These are my memories, coming home
  
  Philip and me and "the brush" riding round in a transit
  The Bailey, the Strangley`s, the smoke and the speed and the acid
  I lost my virginity to a Tipperary woman
  A heart that was broken, but it wasn`t the first or the last time
  
  These are my memories
  These are my memories, coming home
  
  Under the wings of the man they called Green, I found freedom
  Three children, one wife, a twist of the knife and a scandal
  Divorce, separation, some kind of salvation came lately
  So many have gone, but I know it`s just business as usual
  
  These are my memories
  These are my memories
  These are my memories
  These are my memories
  These are my memories
  These are my memories, coming home
  
  These memories keep coming back
  These memories keep coming back
  All those years ago
  All those years ago