15 years I never was a violent man Said the man in the bar with his head in his hands Hes Trying his best to understand the cause of his dismay But the years of gin have broken him Theyve left him cold where hes fitted in But Its too late now to turn around and find another way And the laughs in the late night lockin Have Faded away when he gets in The girl from fifteen years ago Has packed and gone away Thats never how it used to be What happened to all that energy You took one too many liberties, Im tired of being afraid So after the fight she took flight Hiding swollen eyes and a wounded pride The best years of her life denied, and sold for liquid shares CHORUS And The victims of their world, are advertised on posters Just A beach and a pretty girl, if you just take this potion Theres another week til his cheque comes through Hes got a fiver left now to spend on food But the doors of the bars are open, and he breaks another rule Well He sits on a stool that bears his name Hes got a favorite glass well its called the same Hes never been kept waiting, cos he pays a landlords wage CHORUS
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