Song for Dan Treacy

He spends his time
or maybe half of his time

or part of the time wandering
'round the creeks and cobble stones of hackney lanes

with a tear in his eye
as the children walk by' he's thinking of a song
stops then to paint a picture of a frown

walking around

Dan Treacy's smile
leaves you trying to decide who's the victim' what's the crime?
no rest for the mind
that's seen it all before

and I don't know where he lives
but he's a of myth a man
and Texas Bob the cameraman
is off to fix his sit before the show

yeah' but where did he go?

to know when your time's up
flip you the glass and watch the hours quickening

oh oh oh oh oh
in back the of the station
fluorescent lights about to quit their flickering

well he speaks his mind

he says "what is crime?"

Dan Treacy's eyes

In the middle of the park
when the underground dark'is
he's a poet he's a lark
he starts thinking about a place that no one knows

and when the creeks run dry
he stays frozen in time
strange lights in the sky
start blinking
I can see the car outside but he's listening

he's listening

and he's making up his mind

He made his mind up
to get things done and overcome

He made his mind up
yeah he's gonna let it go

he made his mind up
in the park and at the station

he made his mind up
yeah' he's gonna get it done

he made his mind up

ooh yeah gonna he's get it done

he made his mind up

yeah' he's gonna let it go' uh oh

no matter the time

oh oh

when the creeps run by

oh no

he's making his mind up

oh oh oh oh

yeah he's gonna get it done whoa

oh yeah' when the creeks run dry whoa oh

yeah' he's gonna listen to his soul'

yeah' when the creeps by walk and say
"come here boy' look me in the eye"
bow heart' to the back to the beat of
Dan Treacy