Standard (EADGBE)
Wishing for money is a man growing old and he
Breaks our knifes edge with his care for the ordinary
Winning hand in hand Michael Miles plays a game for me
Liberace asks after me and all my family
On down the line a soldier hides his worn uniform in an eiderdown
Says never mind the war
take me home again
For the last time
THE CHORDS REPEAT THIS PATTERN FOR THE REST OF THE SONG
Jim parades a toy that he won on a rifle range
Holds him up high, its a plaster statue of Peter Glaze
It says the strangest things
And all we feel is lonely just like stoneage dinosaurs
Wishing for money is a man growing old and he
Breaks our knifes edge with his care for the ordinary
And Mr "T" offers me and all humanity a safe place to be
And all we feel is lonely just like stoneage dinosaurs