Lyrics:

If you get out before September,
Remember that I'm still inside,
But I'm dry, I'm dry,
And you, when you try to make a difference,
You're so different.
And then I try, and just die, I die,
You know that I need you more than I want ya,
But I want ya for all time,
So I'm, I guess on the line.

It's all that I can do to,
Sing these stupid songs to you,
I give up half my time just,
Trying to think up words that rhyme.
I ain't getting any younger,
But you wouldn't know,
So it's on with the show.

Sometimes a smoke a drink and a ponder,
Can work wonders when you're down,
Takes your frown, turns it round, around,
And you when you try to make a difference,
You're no different than when I try, and just die, I die.
And now that your day-dream is forgotten and forgiven,
And the world has been saved, be brave.

It's all that I can do to,
Sing these stupid songs to you,
I give up half my time just,
Trying to think up words that rhyme,
I ain't getting any younger,
But you wouldn't know,
'Cause I walk in shadow,
And I never ever really show my face,
But I'm only ever seen in the right place.