The first impression was completely wrong, you know this, But now I think you were An excellent fellow passenger. I think it was very kind of you. In that extended-play I've lost my balance, I've never seen your faces, nor your lives. On the hard shoulder Radio One's crying "Bad news for music fans". What does it mean? Car's crawling. What does it mean? I'm falling. That's why my stomach aches And so you go. That's why I say goodbye. So you split up and I changed with those times. We have Bad weather today, A slight disturbance in my mood, in my habits. One beer please, I'm getting over. And you'll say to press the same old bullshit, Apologies for those who loved you. I'll leave a note saying "I never met you And good luck and please go to hell".