you're on your way to the south x2
you took a bus to the south
you take a look outside
hey boy you look so weary

then you think
that it 'd do you good
to go straight to the loo
to smoke away your gloom
dream away your gloom
and forget all the things
they did to you

in the toilets of a bus x2
you're gonna try to forget
all the the things they did to you

they called you ballerina boy
made an outcast out of you boy
and if everything turned bad
it's maybe because of you and I

a good stab right between the eyes
you did it once you did it twice
all the papers said the bodies were found
you'd better hide away for a while

cool down just relax
your foes are away in some Cape Cod town
the bastards got what they deserved x2

got a Gene Pitney song on my mind
got your initials tattooed on my arm
all alone with the bitter memories
of a love that should have lasted years x5