Lyrics: Shoot Me Down Again (main)

Kudos to you, music gang.
They think they know ( and never can)
How you and me and lovers feel.
Tears rust away nerves of steel.

Noughties step;
A hangdog pop chart’s all thats left.
All this parrot fashion, parrot fashion
Its a wonder we’re not dead yet.

If you do not endorse,

Or lack the stomach for,

Selecter past times that I choose,

Shoot me down again, Shoot me down again
Before the night bests me and claims my blues,
Shoot me down again, Shoot me down again
And lets play ay up duck, duck, goose.

I have no money for the bus
But penny loafers on each foot.
Don’t advocate my rolled-up sleeves
Under the pretence of elbow grease

Noughties step;

A hangdog pop chart’s all thats left.

All this parrot fashion, parrot fashion

Its a wonder we’re not dead yet.

If you do not endorse,

Or lack the stomach for,

Selecter past times that I choose,

Shoot me down again, Shoot me down again
Oh shoot me down again baby!
Shoot me down again, Shoot me down again
And lets play ay up duck, duck, goose.

Curse my misspent youth.
At great lengh , I longed for you
Too short in tooth.
Baby, meet me by the swings.
I’ll sing to you ‘The See-Saw Blues’
And reclaim my hidden tins.

Shoot me down again, Shoot me down again 

Before the night bests me and claims my blues,

Shoot me down again, Shoot me down again

And lets play ay up duck, duck, goose.

Shoot me down again, Shoot me down again,

Before the night bests me and claims my blues,

Shoot me down again, Shoot me down again 

And lets play ay up duck, duck, goose.