On a Bus with Peter Nero

I'm not proud of my life
I think you know what I mean
While the city burns
There's Elvis on my Walkman
And the world could simply die
I can talk and talk and never change the subject
What the hell is going on?
Look at the sky
Even the sky

I can talk and talk and never change the subject
I'm not proud of my life

Jim, you've got to understand me
Cause I'll be damned if I can
When this bus stops, do you fancy some pool?
A couple of pints and a song
Remembering when to sign on is easy
It's a fortnight after the money's gone
The money's all gone

I can talk and talk but we never change the subject
I think she's going off me

See this still life at my feet
Ten thousand cigarette ends
While my future burns
I've nothing on my mind
Except everything there is!

I can sleep and sleep and never read another book
I can't look her in the face anymore
I love her but only when she isn't there

The sky is mess
And I can't afford to smoke
The world's still here
And my battery's flat
I think we're on the wrong bus again
And I'm not proud of my life

I want her, I love her
I wish it was that easy

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