pushing through the market square
so many mothers sighing
news had just come over, we have
Five years left of crying
news guy wept and told us
he said earth, was really dying
cried so much his face was wet
then i knew, he was not lying
i heard telephones, opera house, favourite melodies
there were boys toys, electric guns and TVs
my brain hurt like a warehouse, it had no room to spare
i had to cram so many things to store everything in there
and all the fat, skinny people
and all the tall short, people
and all the nobody people
and all the somebody people
never thought i'd need, so many people
girl my age went off her head
hit some tiny children
and if the black hadn't have pulled her off
then i think, she would have killed them
soldier with a broken arm
used to stare into the wheels of a cadillac
cop knelt to kiss the feet of a priest
and a queer threw up at the sight of that, well
think i saw you in an ice-cream parlour
drinking milkshakes cold and long
smiling and waving and looking so fine
don't think you knew you were in this song
and it was cold, and it rained, so i felt like an actor
and i thought of ma, and i wanted to get back there
your face, your waist, the way that you talk
i miss you you're beautiful
we got five years stuck on my eyes
five years, what a surprise, we got
five years, my brain hurts alot
five years, that's all we got
we got, five years