Up at eight, you can't be late. For Matthew & Son, he won't wait. Watch them run down to platform one. And the eight thirty train to Matthew & Son Matthew & Son, the work's never done. There's
Well, I wish I had a short term memory. Wish the only thing my eyes could see. Was the future burning bright right in front of me. But I can't stop looking back Yeah, I wish I was a perfect picture
