I never feared the rain

Until you turned to me

And said you’d failed again

It makes a perfect day so lame

And leads us halfway to nowhere

And so the players have changed

Soon we’ll memorise the names

But somehow something’s never quite the same

Still we can make a claim, you can count us in again

Cos everyone’s a winner baby

Hedge your bets, get set and maybe

We could be the first to cross the line

Get up, get set, get ready

Get high, get low, get even

Cos we’re living in inimitable style

Chasing the ultimate prize

You’d make a fine millionaire

It’s only natural to celebrate

But someone’s got to be there to pay

And we never get there

So take some time on our own

We burn enough alone

Close but still not fully grown

Pulling marrow from a bone

But there’s no turning back

So count us in again

Cos everyone’s a winner baby

Hedge your bets, get set and maybe

We could be the first to cross the line

Get up, get set, get ready

Get high, get low, get even

Cos we’re living in inimitable style

Chasing the ultimate prize

Going back to the old house

The Marigolds just go to show

That some of us should never have left home

But I’m still counting

Another flash in the pan

A quick and instant forming tan

It seems to grow on me

Taking inches from a mile

But I’m all for throwing it on the line