Lippy kids on the corner again
Lippy kids on the corner begin settling like crows.
And I never perfected that simian stroll
But the cigarette senate was everything then.

Do they know those days are golden?
Build a rocket boys!
Build a rocket boys!

One long June I came down from the trees.
And curbstone cool, you were a freshly painted angel,
Walking on walls,
Stealing booze and hour-long hungry kisses.

Nobody knew me at home anymore.
Build a rocket boys!
Build a rocket boys!

Lippy kids on the corner again
Lippy kids on the corner begin settling like crows.
And I never effected that simian stroll, no.

Do they know those days are golden?
Build a rocket boys!
Build a rocket boys!

One long June I came down from the trees.
And curbstone cool, you were a freshly painted angel, 
Walking on walls,
Stealing booze and hour-long hungry kisses.

And nobody knows me at home anymore.
Build a rocket boys!
Build a rocket boys!

Songwriters: Guy Edward John Garvey, Richard Barry Jupp,
Craig Lee Potter, Mark Ellis Potter, Peter James Turner

Nothing Gold Can Stay is a poem by Robert Frost.

Aroo, me hearties. Aroo.