You don't even know your name

You get on a bicycle

And bend the frame



Samson in a cage

Gave him some wine and Danish

Man, was he depraved



Raindrops, teardrops

Give me some real food

Like out on the balcony



Hamish in a den

Now that I'm seventeen

He must be ten



You don't seem to love me any more

I gave you my word of honour

You sprinkled your path with gravel

Angels fell from the sky



You don't even know your name

You get on a bicycle

I get on a plane



Namedrops on a hill

Perhaps in a distant valley

They'll be still



You don't seem to love me any more

I gave you my word of honour

You sprinkled your path with gravel

Angels fell from the sky



You don't seem to love me any more

I gave you my word of honour

You sprinkled your path with gravel

Angels fell from the sky



Namedrops on a hill

Perhaps in a distant valley

They'll be still