Well guess who's out of the nick?
And he's asking of you and Vic
Talking over a game
Just like back in the old days
Of the bomber jacket and black boots brigade
And he's laughing at the new skins
Wearing their pressed denims
Ours were always dirty
Like the lives we lived in them
Angry kids do stupid things
And I know you don't want to see him
And its your decision
But since he got out of prison
He has changed
And it shows
When he asks of you and Victoria Rose
In the joint he got a new tattoo
Inked in hues of biro blue
Between Ned Kelly
And the bulldog with the pool cue
He's got a brand new rose
And the police all know his name
They can see he's changed
Quieter and humbled too
But never by the jacks or the screws
But from not being there for you
When he asks about his Rose
I say every day she grows
He just looks away
And breathes smoke from his nose
You see he doesn't even know Victoria Rose