Well there's 3 versions of this story mine, yours and then the truth And we put it down to circumstance, ...our childhood, then our youth Out of some sentimental gain I wanted you to feel my pain but it came back return to sender I read your mind and tried to call, my could fill the Albert Hall, is this the sound of sweet surrender?
What a shame we never listened I told through the television And all that went away was the price we paid People spend a lifetime this way Oh what a shame.
So I got busy throwing everybody underneath the bus And with your poster foot at the back of Toys R Us I wrote letter in my mind, But the words were so unkind, About a man I can't remember I don't recall the reasons why, I must have meant them at the time, this the sound of sweet surrender?
What a shame we never listened I told you through the television And all that went away the price we paid People spend a lifetime this way And that's how they stay Oh! what a shame!
Words come easy, when they're true. Words come when they're true.
So I got busy throwing everybody underneath the bus And with your poster 30 foot at the back of Toys R Us Now we can put it down to circumstance, Our childhood then our youth.
What a we never listened, I told you through the television And all that went away was the price paid People spend a lifetime this way And that's how they stay Oh! what a shame!
People spend a lifetime this way Oh! what a shame! Such a shame, what a shame