Bucket Shop

Your very first stop
Was the bucket shop
To pick the pieces of your life up
And scream looking glass
At all that you despised
You're thinking back
To the chicken shack
And the smashing of the glass
And the knife in the back well
My boy who would've
Believed your lies
All your lies
Sell you any alibis
Alibis
You dirty small town girls
How I wish you were here now
And show me how to be the man
I'm your man
As only you can as only you can
My white city girl
Well someone said
You were an angel
Only what kind of angel
Would whisper hello
And shout goodbye
My white city girl
And I've seen you go down
And one too many times
It chills my bones to sing that line
Oh I love her
And this aching heart of mine
You said you live your life
By the albion creed
So pure in thoughts and word and deed
Well oh my boy what did you gain
Just empty bottles and stubs out your roots
And holes in the heels of your cowboy boots
That means she'll never forget your name
Or your lies
And no-one's going to sell you any alibis
Alibis