1987

1987
The oak broke through my window
Missed me by an inch
Winter '17
A deer caught in the headlights
Swerved into a ditch

1985
Missed the boat to England
The next week it had sunk
Autumn 20-O-nine
Blacked out on the drugs
Drank only to get drunk

And it feels good to be with you being alive
It feels good to be with you being alive
I got five lives left, I'll save the rest
Choose my time to die
It feels good to be with you being alive

1991
Fake superhero stalked me
I ran like the howling wind
1984
Racing down a church hill
Smashed to smithereens

2006
50cc on a mountain cliff
Crash right around the bend
Summer zero-seven
Boys on a London rooftop
Pulled back by my friends

Oh, it feels good to be with you being alive
It feels good to be with you being alive
Got one life left, I'll trick my death
Choose my time to die
It feels good to be with you being alive, oh

Oh, wretched gods above us
Gave me a skeleton key to life
It's my pity party, gonna
Keep you up all night

Eh, and it feels good to be with you being alive
Solid ground I jumped down from the wire
Got one life left, I'll trick my death
Choose my time to die
It feels good to be with you being alive

1987
Music came to find me
I've been lost in it since