The+boys+are+in+the+backroom

The boys are in the back room with their bets and their beers The barmaid pulls the blinds down and puts up the chairs A dream floats from her cigarette and dances through the light The radio is barking out who won the dogs tonight A police car's sliding slowly through the jobless side of town There's egg yolk on the windscreen and its turning dirty brown The night is like a hand - it sweats and gives a dirty squeeze They stop to breathe and go and get the usual free Chinese

I sometimes seems the world gets colder every passing day And things I thought I knew seem strange and bound to pass away I know they say all things must change, but if I could I'd surely stay Just one more walk through this old town before I'm on my way