Gonna walk into the street With the confidence of an apex predator Gonna ask the first pretty girl i meet If she fancies a trip to the west end cinema
I will sit her in the back row tell her what i know Listen to her whispers share her shadow I will fall into line with the evening tide Ready present arms open wide
All my best laid plans, they might have to wait 'til tomorrow Coz it's been an hour since i took off And there's no pretty girls to speak of - ..Yeh right
How will i sit her in the back row tell her what i know Listen to her whispers share her shadow When i march 'round the corner into a post What the hell am i doing must admit that i dont know - i dont know
Here's to the lonely old soldiers Here's to the lonely old soldiers Here's to the lonely old soldiers Here's to the lonely old soldiers
How will i sit her in the back row tell her what i know - Listen to her whispers share her shadow Will i sit her in a row bare my soul Listen to her whispers share her shadow I dont know