With a heart-attack on your plate You were looking back on your days How you spent them all in a blur When they asked if you were for sure
Let the sugar melt down your throat Cos you know it's sweet getting old With a lollipop and a robe Let the hospital be your home
Cos your knees are scratched and your eyes are black Put a plaster there and I'll sign your cast
In the liner notes at the end Some familiar names in tiny print On the cover page of the year Grainy photographs, greasy hair
But it's noon o'clock and you're still asleep And your coffee's cold, your coffee's icy
Cos your knees are scratched and your eyes are black Put a plaster there and I'll sign your cast
Cos facts are facts
Classic Hollywood as a kid With the volume up all the way Now you do the same and you're right Things are better in black and white
But there's another girl in another day And your favourite food still tastes the same
Cos your knees are scratched and your eyes are black Put a plaster there and I'll sign your cast When the best and the brightest turn their television on Have your seatbelts strapped and your helmets on