descending Riff during verse e work is done and the record pressed Now you're doing battle With the fickle press You've got to strike the hammers And pull the bow And another fool Is just another show It's all the same And you've seen it before n't it seem like too long a time Since you were sweating in the streetlight? Too many dreams, not enough schemes And a bike with no gears to ride With the wheels going too slow , you tell 'em: "I'm leaving London for Lands End With a green te (guitaretab.com)
