Do you recognise the boy in the photograph? Do you recognise the girl on the wall? Walking down sauchiehalll with plans to get out of town, Now he cannot remember just how he had got here at all.
Don't you ever say his name in vain, He was many things but never vain.
Looking now oh you would never realise, He could be a bastard in his time, Don't you be deceived by those two empty eyes, That masquerade the fullness of his mind.
Don't you ever say his name in vain, He was many things but rarely vain.
Don't you ever think they don't know how, Seen it all before and more and how.