Postcard

You've got a lot of nerve coming around here acting like

you're someone else

Cos no two-bit player's gonna have it over me

So when you're out playing games and you get caught don't

expect my help

Cos when the rules get dirty they can be a bit hard to

read

You've got love for everything that I don't want

But you mean a lot more to me

You'd better send me a postcard

And tell me what it's like in the real world

Learning your lessons

You had a lot of fun but you'll be back soon

Now you never thought the day would come you were left

all by yourself

But turn a couple more pages and the ending's there to see

So when the roof's caving in and you get caught don't

expect my help

Because all the money in the world won't buy you what you need

You told me all about the things that you couldn't believe

And tied them up hoping that they wouldn't breathe

There's food on the table but it's going cold

You lost your appetite for life as you were getting old

The questions that you had you kept them to yourself

And went about your life to increase your wealth

The years of prediction all come down to this

You can't help wondering what it is that you missed…