Lyrics to A.L.C
You can’t just come into my garden in your football kit
And start asking questions about who lives here
Who’s asking?
It’s a memory of a café that you loved
But you didn’t have anyone to take there
They had a sushi counter and a counter that did pastries and mixed salads
In Hendon
I’m tall when I’m young and I’m short when I’m old
I can’t change
A lonely job for £45 a day
A lonely job for £32 a day
Just take it
Things are changing
Time to shut up old actors
Time to fix old pants
Time to get fed up
Telephone call comes through the wall
A sunny day with a grey sky
A wonky parking job for cheap chocolate mousse
Things are changing
Things are changing
You
You foil beast
You foil beast
You foil beast
Talk to me in the bath
‘ba dum’
And start asking questions about who lives here
Who’s asking?
It’s a memory of a café that you loved
But you didn’t have anyone to take there
They had a sushi counter and a counter that did pastries and mixed salads
In Hendon
I’m tall when I’m young and I’m short when I’m old
I can’t change
A lonely job for £45 a day
A lonely job for £32 a day
Just take it
Things are changing
Time to shut up old actors
Time to fix old pants
Time to get fed up
Telephone call comes through the wall
A sunny day with a grey sky
A wonky parking job for cheap chocolate mousse
Things are changing
Things are changing
You
You foil beast
You foil beast
You foil beast
Talk to me in the bath
‘ba dum’
