Could I have eggs, sausage, chips and beans and a tea?
So, so you think you can tell Heaven from Hell Blue skies from pain Can you tell a green field From a cold steel rail A smile from a veil Do you think you can tell?
Did they get you to trade Your heroes for ghosts Hot ashes for trees Hot air for a cool breeze Cold comfort for change Did you exchange A walk-on part in the war For a lead role in a cage?
How I wish, how I wish you were here We're just two lost souls, swimming in a fishbowl Year after year Running over the same old ground What have we found? The same old fears Wish you were here
