Off the rails I was and. Off the rails. I was happy to stay. Get Out Of My Way. On the rack I was. "Easy meat". but a reasonably good buy. A reasonably good buy. The Piccadilly palare. Was just silly slang. Between me and the boys in my gang. "So Bona to Vada. Oh You. Your lovely eek and. Your lovely riah". We plied an ancient trade. Where we threw all life's. Instructions away. Exchanging lies and digs (my way). Cause in a belted coat. Oh I secretly knew. That I hadn't a clue. (No no. No no no.. You can't get there that way. Follow me...). The Piccadilly palare. Was just silly slang. Between me and the boys in my gang. Exchanging palare. You wouldn't understand. Good sons like you. Never Do. So why do you smile. When you think about Earl's Court?. But you cry when you think of all. The battles you've fought (and lost) ?. It may all end tomorrow. Or it could go on forever. In which case I'm doomed. It could go on forever. In which case I'm doomed