Love Is

Middle England middle aged your muddled little life lies on the mat

Never one to make a fuss you had your time it's done and that is that

Hung on your erection is a sign that says I quit

You see it every time you have a piss

You might think that nothing seems important to your lady like it used to be before... but love is

When you browse the racks of re-released CDs you bought first time around

I hope you realize that what you're really looking for just can't be found

No point in denying your obsession with thе past

It's part of you and you a part of it

Even when you're looking good it rеars its ugly head and says you're not what you once were... but love is

Of all the bars in all the towns this had to be the one where I collapsed

Angina pills clutched in my hand, a techno-headed speed freak on my lap

Lying in the lager that I carelessly upset

I am pleased to see it hasn't lost its fizz

Unlike its former owner who is sadly not immortal and unlikely to endure... but love is

I am sadly not immortal and unlikely to endure, but love is