Smiles and Grins (Brown/Bruce) The smiles on city windows, It's only the weekly cleaner The dials on all the faces Are gradually getting nearer So make it careful when you can Forget it if you've read the plan Call a friend when you're in doubt Nights are hard when you're locked out Grins painted on radiators Are only the teeth of laughter The numbers of all the victories Are stenciled on soon after So don't regret the leaves that fall Have a little have it all Take a bit give just as much Nights are hard without the touch crutch The smiling suburban collars They power the city's cisterns Whenever they pull the trainchain They gradually start the pistons So keep your hair on if you can When you're living in a van Call a friend when you're in doubt Nights are hoarse when you're locked out Grins painted on petrol tigers Are only the tanks of porter Statistics of all the campaigns Are written down on water So don't regret the cars that rust Everything must turn to dust Cultivate and dig your croft Nights are hard when you've gone soft Lovers in the dark Murders in the park By the silver moon Blankets from the fear Cars when roads are near Winter's much too soon.