Lay where he fell
Face down on a sports ground
Oh...
He was just somebody's luckless son
Oh, but now look what he's done
Oh, look what he's done
Your gentle hands are frozen
And your unkissed lips are blue
Your thinning clothes are hopeless
And no one was mad about you
Michael's bones
Were very young
But they were never to know
Oh...
Impetuous fun
Mr. Policeman
I don't know where you get such notions from
His gentle hands are frozen
And his unkissed lips are blue
But his eyes still cry
And now you've turned the last bend
And see - are we all judged the same at the end?
Tell me, tell me
Oh, you lucky thing
You are too brave
And I'm ashamed of myself
As usual
Oh...
Michael's bones Lay where he fell Face down on a sports ground Oh... He was just somebody's luckless son Oh, but now look what he's done Oh, look what he's done Your gentle hands are frozen And your unkissed lips are blue Your thinning clothes are hopeless And no one was mad about you Michael's bones Were very young But they were never to know Oh... Impetuous fun Mr. Policeman I don't know where you get such notions from His gentle hands are frozen And his unkissed lips are blue But his eyes still cry And now you've turned the last bend And see - are we all judged the same at the end? Tell me, tell me Oh, you lucky thing You are too brave And I'm ashamed of myself As usual Oh... Explain Request ×
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