Farewell (2018)

All dressed up on a Friday night

Getting drunk on cheap red wine

Two north London boys just out on the town

Catch a train up to cool Soho

The Marquee and The Flamingo

Pills and chills and girls in heels and Georgie Fame, yeah

Making out, we were millionaires

Anything to get the girl upstairs

What was it you said, humour before looks works every time, ah yeah

Skinny ties and mohair suits

White boys can't sing the blues

This was our time, our space, our songs, our generation

And I'll never know again

Someone as genuine

Someone as wonderful as you

And I can't believe you're gone

That's why I wrote this song

Goodbye, my old friend

I'll miss you, yes, I will

So long, my best pal

I'll miss you, yes, I will

Oh you, yeah you

Were like a brother to me

Take a walk down Wardour street

In the pub where we used to meet

I step inside and I imagine you're there

Dolled up in a hound's-tooth suit

Buttoned down shirt and Chelsea boots

We had a bond that should've lasted a lifetime

But I hope you're looking down

And I hope I made you proud

What I'd give to see you in the crowd tonight, ah yeah

And when we meet again

There will be no end

Just me and you, man

Goodbye, my old friend

I'll miss you, yes, I will

Yeah, so long, my best pal

I'll miss you, yes, I will

Oh you, yeah you

Were like a brother to me

Intellect and common sense

Means nothing at all if you sit on the fence

Anarchy is for the foolhardy

Why rail against society?

Aim high, reach for the sky

How you gonna know unless you try?

These are your words, not mine

So long, old friend

Goodbye, my old friend

I'll miss you, yes, I will

So long, my best pal

I'll miss you, yes, I will

Oh you, yeah you

Were a brother to me