Changes

Nobody lives here anymore
Bitten to the bone, stripped to the core
Ghosts are shedding vapoured tears
On briared walkways out of here
Sun sprays a pattern on the grey cobweb
It's harder to die than it is to be dead
Theres gonna be some changes made
Changes, changes around here
Changes, changes around here.

Eddie used to live down the left hand side
Jaguar type on platinum drive
Eddie used words like swell absurd
Conscience to Eddie was a four letter word
Theres gonna be some changes made
Changes, changes around here
Changes, changes around here.

Frankie was clean and Frankie was good
Used to write his poetry down by the brook
Frankie is dead Joeys not around
Eddies throwing daisies at the merry-go-round
Theres gonna be some changes made
Changes, changes around here
Changes, changes around here.

Eddie is dead and Joeys not around
Frankies throwing daisies at the merry-go-round
Eddie is dead and Joeys not around
Frankies throwing daisies at the merry-go-round
Theres gonna be some changes made
Changes, changes around here
Changes, changes around here.