Our heros fallen down again
Its not a big surprise
Two weeks wages on a suit
A crappy pair of shoes
Hes only handsome
In the right light
Now what are we going to do
You never really knew
And no one knows where connie goes
Shes wearing shiny clothes
Paper wraps and skinny guys and
All her neighbours
Eyes say running riot
Our hero knows the papers
Just need their news
They never really knew
But they decided where youre going to
Were ready for you dont write dont call me
Unless youre lying in a traffic accident
Unless youre dying in a traffic accident

And somewhere in a whitehall room
Whos popping prostitutes full
Of scotch and falling off
And that persistant cough a cosy number
And all those goons
Theyre only afraid of truth
They never really knew
That in the end
It would desert them too

Were ready for you
Dont write dont call me
Unless youre lying in a
Traffic accident
Unless youre dying in a
Traffic accident

Are we violent
Are we stupid
Are we vacant
Are we useless
Hello work life
Farewell park life
Have you come for me

Dont write dont call me
Or are we giving ourselves away
Woke up this morning
And am I giving myself away
They owe you something
Unless theyre lying
In a traffic accident