Holes in my pockets and I got a new reason for shoes Slip them on and I find some silver confuse Rolling through town and I'm smiling at all a them frowning Testing all a them waters in which we drown in Stay, or go I say hey, I dunno Searching the pits I'm looking for the juicy ones Find my man Ted he's got a packet with tonnes And we're shooting the piss yeah we're having some fun It doesn't matter when you miss when you got none When you got none [x4] Some go on and some let go All these years we still don't know Standing here on my own I can feel a chill running through my bones Someone's trying to freeze me here like a stone Someones jacket here would be sold if I weren't dancing here as I strolled As the day did grow old yes the world grew cold