Passable

Serial killers were always a bore in my book

Along with retired in Winnebagos

Coming up behind ya at the next kerb

Eye reflections in the rear view mirror

And before the grub comes a moralist



Passable

Passable



Right behind ya

Kids in pubs

Breast fed



And if I ever end up like Ian McShane

Cut my throat with a garden tool

And if I ever end up like Bono

Slit my throat with a kitchen knife



Ah, passable

A past gone mad

A past gone mad



Comin' up right behind ya

The Lovejoy roadshow

Passable



And if I ever end up like Judy Collins

Cut my throat with a garden rake

And if I ever end up like U2

Cut my throat with a kitchen tool



Passable

A past gone mad



Spangles and soccer books

A load of old boring shit



A past gone mad

Marble stone

A past gone mad

Passable