Lyrics:

Too late

It's too late God

Didn't you get my message

Too late

It's too late God

Didn't you get my call

How long

How long con

Combien ans avant mon respond

How long

Un a cent

Un a cent a mort (or more)



Time flies

Like a brick

Sliding down my face like jelly roll

Try to hide

My belly slide

Half-way to being old



Things you do

Things you don't do

Things you do or don't will haunt you

It's harder to

Start anew

And I wouldn't if I could do



Fell in love

Fell out of love

Melted down like Chernobillyboil

Fell in love my turtledove

Turtles fly too slow



Incarnate

Re-incarnate

Incarnate me in my muddy hole

Won't come back

As a rat

Wouldn't if I could do



There I was

Here I am

A responsible citizen

A pillar of

All that's good

Put myself to sleep



Hormone twitch

Get the itch

Headfirst into male-o-menopause

Like a twat

Dye my thatch

Get an eighteen year old girl



Friends of mine

Leave their wives

For a top-down B.M.W

They seemed so sane yesterday

Life is really strange



Here we go

Here we go

Singing like some soccer hooligan

Call you back

When I'm at

70 years old



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*written by Bob Geldof, Rick Smith, and Karl Hyde

*taken from the album entitled 'The Happy Club'