He spends his time
Or maybe half of his time or part of the time wandering
'Round the creeks and cobble stones of hackney lanes
With a tear in his eye
As the children walk by, he's thinking of a song
Then stops to paint a picture of a frown, walking around
Dan Treacy's smile
Leaves you trying to decide who's the victim, what's the crime?
No rest for the mind that's seen it all before
And I don't know where he lives
But he's a myth of a man and Texas Bob the cameraman
Is off to fix his seat before the show, yeah, but where did he go?
To know when your time's up
You flip the glass and watch the hours quickening
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, in the back of the station
Fluorescent lights about to quit their flickering
Well, he speaks his mind
He says, "What is crime?"
Dan Treacy's eyes
In the middle of the park
When the underground is dark, he's a poet, he's a lark
He starts thinking about a place that no one knows
And when the creeks run dry
He stays frozen in time, strange lights in the sky
Start blinking, I can see the car outside, but he's listening
Ooh, he's listening
Well he's making up his mind
He made his mind up
To get things done and overcome
He made his mind up
Yeah, he's gonna let it go
He made his mind up
In the park and at the station
He made his mind up
Yeah, he's gonna get it done
He made his mind up
Ooh, yeah, he's gonna get it done
He made his mind up
Yeah, he's gonna let it go, uh oh
No matter the time, oh, oh
When the creeps run by, oh no
He's making his mind up, oh, oh, oh, oh
Yeah, he's gonna get it done, whoa-oh
Oh, yeah, when the creeks run dry, whoa-oh
So yeah, he's gonna listen to his soul
So yeah, when the creeps walk by and say
"Come here, boy, look me in the eye"
Bow to the heart, back to the beat of Dan Treacy
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