If Queen Bodecia is long dead and gone

Well the spirit in her childrens childrens children still lives on

And if Elvis he was the king had his piece of the pie

Well now his century's over im having mine



But if you've lost your faith in love and music the end wont be long

Because if its gone for you then i too may lose it and that would be wrong

You know ive tried so hard to keep myself from falling

Back into my bad old ways

And it chars my heart to always hear you calling

Calling for the good old days

Because there were no good old days

These are the good old days



And its not about, tenements and needles

And all the elvis in the eyes and the backs of their minds

Daisy chains and school yard games

And a list of things we said we'd do tomorrow



The arcadian dream has all fallen through

But the Albion sails on course

So man the decks and hoist the rigging

Because the pig mans found the source

And theres twelve rude boys on the oars

(they're singing