The Monday Troop Lyrics

Final bow in a disused music hall

Of laughter and mime

The airwave police were the only

Admirers to admire

Sliding sideways in a rusty old Ford

The drivers broke down

And the young girl screams

Walking through rock dreams

Tall stories, mobile T.V.

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The station is abandoned

Deserted for Peace Day

Some old man said, ?Just do your best?

And I think passed away

My shadow is never far behind

And I must find another role to play

Visit mask maker, please bend my mind

Someone, no one, I really don't mind

Nobody cares