Message the Manager
Never a visit, never hello
Only five minutes, bound to relive it
Tracks in the snow
Never [?]
Message the manager, tidy the floor
Breakfast at home again, peer through the door
Whistle a tune I once sang, what a bore
Memories abound from when we go on tour
Life of an exile, your life out at sea
Make my way home, one is still I believe
Money for Mary and Johnny and me
Money for еveryone lost out at sea
Monеy for Mary and Johnny and me
Money for everyone lost out at sea
