And it's a bittersweet synchronicity it's life
Try to make ends meet, you see it In the eye
But one day to the next
You've seem to go from the trousers
And I can hear British music that
Ranks in from the sabbath of Bristol

No change. I can see this change
I can feel on my move, I can feel on my move
But from one day to the next
You can change it all

But it's a bittersweet synchronicity I'm like
Out came who were in for peace keeping
In came all the guests hosts from Leeds

No change, I can see it
I can see it, I can see it
On my bits. Oh my lord
On my tits, oh my lord
But from one day to the next
Comes a Rochford man to the next
I can see it all

yeah, yeah, yeah

But it's a Mozart of Beethoven
Let's try that all over again
Trying to make ends meat
You stick Haim up the arse

No change. I can see it coming on
I'm coming on
I'm coming on
Don't lie
Or your nose will grow
Don't lie
Or your nose will grow
Because lying is not nice
And shall be missed
I'll think ill give that 10 years if I were you