Tux on, tux on, tux on, tux on, tux on



He has eyes down at the bingo on that lucky Friday night

The match was rained off Saturday but the panel came in bright

And on Sunday your mates were toasting you with champagne down the pub

And on Monday you went to London

To pick the cheque up with your mum



You had a tux on, mmm, you had a tux on

The first time you had a tux on, lucky man



There's a photo on the mantlepiece, when you bought your first guitar

And your girlfriend came to see you when you were the rising star

You knew your luck was holding when you filled the local hall

The first time and the last time that you thought you had control



You had a tux on, lucky man, you had a tux on

You got a tux on, tux on



Now you're touring stadiums, you've let it go too far

Standing with your manager, your back to every bar

Burning all your credit cards, chopping out the pain

Crowding into toilets with a host of your new-found friends



You got a tux on, nothing's changed, you got a tux on

Lucky man with a tux on, you're still the same with a tux on



It was eyes down in the parlour, they prayed it wouldn't rain

A brother pulled his cuffs down to hide the blue-black vein

He'd razored more than lines out, they found him just too late

The final performance, the main man lies in state



With a tux on, look at him now with a tux on

The last time with a tux on, take him away with a tux on



Somewhere in a tenement, in a well-thumbed magazine

Someone finds a photograph that triggers off a dream

The uniform that symbolizes the comfortable life

He's always known his luck's in but now he's found the drive



He's got a tux on, look at him now with a tux on

He's gonna get one