Red, Red Whines. (With Apologies To Neil Diamond and UB40)

Red, red whines.

That’s all you’ll hear.

Not like those glory days,

When there were cheers.

 

Red, red whines.

If it were up to us,

We’d do a better job

Of Transforming the world. Transforming the world.

 

We would be

more than kind.

Offer so much more than spin.

It’s so sad

to be told

Of all the things you won’t begin.

 

Red, red whines.

Now you’re so far from us.

But how could we have known

That your blue, blue heart

would tear us apart?

 

You might think

that with time

We’d give up on all this stuff.

But your wrong,

Cos you know

You’ve done nothing like enough.

 

Red, red whines.

Now you’re so far from us.

But how could we have known

Your blue, blue heart

Would tear us apart.