Well grey clouds wrapped round the town like elastic 
Cars stood like toys made of Taiwanese plastic 
The boy laughed at the spastic dancing round in the rain 
While laundrettes cleaned clothes, high [bad word] toes 
Puddles splashed huddles of bus stop crows 
Dressed in their suits and their boots well they all look the same 

I took myself down to the cafe to find all the boys lost in books 
And crackling vinyl 
And carved out a poem above the urinal that read 
Don't you cry for the lost 
Smile for the living 
Get what you need and give what you'r given 
Life's for the living so live it 
Or you're better of dead 

While the evening pulled the moon out of it's packet 
Stars shone like buttons on an old man's jacket 
We needed a nail but wetacked it 'til it fell off the wall 
While pigeon's pecked trains, sparks flew like planes 
The rain showed the rainbows in the oil stains 
And we all had new iPhones but no one had no one to call 

And I stumbled down to the stomach of the town 
Where the widow takes memories to slowly drown 
With a hand to the sky and a mist in her eye she said 
Don't you cry for the lost 
Smile for the living 
Get what you need and give what you'r given 
Life's for the living so live it 
Or you're better of dead 

Well I'm sick of this town, this blind man's forage 
They take your dreams down and stick them in storage 
You can have them back son when you've paid off your mortgage and loans 
Oh [bad word] with this place, I'll go it my own way 
I'll stick out my thumb and [bad word] down the highway 
Someday someone must be going my way home 
Till then I'll make my bed from a disused car 
With a matress of leaves and a blanket of stars 
And I'll stitch the words into my heart with a needle and thread 
Don't you cry for the lost 
Smile for the living 
Get what you need and give what you'r given 
You know life's for the living so live it 
Or you're better of dead 
Don't you cry for the lost 
Smile for the living 
Get what you need and give what you'r given 
Life's for the living so live it 
Or you're better of dead