» Men And Flies
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The garbage man held in his hand a photograph


From a long broke off wedding day


Now it’s on a truck with bags of muck
That men and flies, roll on working days

 


And the people in the picture


are both strangers to us now


They have left the streets they shared


With the man who owns the corner shop


and the girl who lives upstairs


With her lady friend in a beard


 


An old shoe box in the attic is full of  unmarked bills


None are legal tender any more


The man who hid them never lived to see


his own plan through


So he never came through that door


 


The couple that has left


Said they split up for the best


But they never heard the attic try to call


 


You’re not the first won’t be the last that men and flies


Roll on working days


You’re not the first won’t be the last that men and flies


Roll on working day