The Auteurs - EARLY YEARS lyrics

were a shroud man

Only a grey cloud

shot in the dark

Hanging out

with your dad

His plans for revenge

In some hick-town

caravan park

Never keep

a good one

Never keep

a good one

Never keep

a good one down

Early years

were a dreadnought

Waiting to tread board

And my work

down the pan

Hanging round

By the back door

One foot in

the stage door

Some disaffected

fly-by-man

Never keep

a good one

Never keep

a good one

Never keep

a good one down

Got wired by a cable

Got wild on a table

Scared the shit out of me

All for the free state

The snow and the greasepaint

I left the singing family

Never keep

a good one

Never keep

a good one

Never keep

a good one down