Well grey clouds wrapped round
the town like elastic
Cars stood like toys
made of Taiwanese plastic
The boy laughed at the spastic
dancing round in the rain
While laundrettes cleaned clothes
high heals rubbed toes
Puddles splashed huddles of bus stop crows
Dressed in their suits and their boots
well they all look the same
I took myself down to the cafe
to find all the boys lost in books
And crackling vinyl
And carved out a poem
above the urinal that read
Don't you cry for the lost
Smile for the living
Get what you need
and give what you're given
Life's for the living so live it
Or you're better of dead
While the evening pulled the moon
out of it's packet
Stars shone like buttons
on an old man's jacket
We needed a nail but wetacked it
'til it fell off the wall
While pigeon's pecked trains
sparks flew like planes
The rain showed the rainbows
in the oil stains
And we all had new iPhones
but no one had no one to call
And I stumbled down to the stomach
of the town
Where the widow takes memories
to slowly drown
With a hand to the sky
and a mist in her eye she said
Don't you cry for the lost
Smile for the living
Get what you need
and give what you're given
Life's for the living so live it
Or you're better of dead
Well I'm sick of this town
this blind man's forage
They take your dreams down
and stick them in storage
You can have them back son
when you've paid off your mortgage and loans
Oh hell with this place
I'll go it my own way
I'll stick out my thumb
and I'll trudge down the highway
Someday someone must be going my way home
Till then I'll make my bed
from a disused car
With a matress of leaves
and a blanket of stars
And I'll stitch the words into my heart
with a needle and thread
Don't you cry for the lost
Smile for the living
Get what you need and give
what you're given
You know life's for the living
so live it
Or you're better of dead
Don't you cry for the lost
Smile for the living
Get what you need and give
what you're given
Life's for the living so live it
Or you're better of dead