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.