Labour day, big crowd
Market square, feelin' down
Just want to say what i'm really thinking
I don't like your music and i hate your style
Somebody said "sorry man, but you're talking to
A blue gary moore -balloon"

Shame, shame, shame
This is not my day
Better change the name and the place

Another day, another place
I met that girl, just my style
175 / 20 and 55
I told her: "you're cute"
"come with me and i'll make you happy"
"sorry, man i'm occupied and i'm a man"

Shame, shame...

So i had to find the end to this story
And the end to my boring glory
So i was standing at kissing bridge
Looking down to muddy water, feelin' so blue
Knowing what to do
Goodbye you, cruel, cruel world

Shame...