That toy that you got
From an old cereal box
Takes pride of place
of my window ledge
Them pop cap guns
And your father's Bensons
Gonna make a man
out of you some day
And ain't it funny
how it's all worked out
You've got a job
and a family now
And I'm singing
these same old songs
In empty bars and
cheap restaurants
But it feels like a
matter of days
Since knock and run
and all the games we played
Sitting on the rooftops
after dark
Drinking in the sky
and eating the stars
And then running home for tea
Of mash and gravy
The Shipping Forecast
is on the radio
Mum's in a stress
Says she only does her best
But we don't appreciate
where the money goes
Would you even
recognise me now
I've lost love and
I've fallen down
Felt the weight of the world
on my shoulder
My young face
got a little bit older
Had my heart been torn in two
Surely hope it doesn't
happen to you
Since sitting on the rooftops
after dark
Drinking in the sky
and eating the stars
I won't tie my laces
I won't brush my hair
I won't wear nice dresses
on a Sunday
I Say three Hail Mary's
and I make my peace
With Friday night DJs
down back alleys
Ain't it funny
how it's all worked out
You've got a job
and a family now
And I'm singing
these same old songs
In empty bars
and cheap restaurants
But it feels like a matter of days
Since knock and run
and all the games we played
Sitting on the rooftops after dark
Drinking in the sky
and eating the stars
And my heart been torn in two
Surely hope it
doesn't happen to you
Sitting on the rooftops after dark
Drinking in the sky
and eating the stars