Soundtrack To Our Lives

Robert’s still sneaking Sally down the alley,

Brian’s still breaking down outside The Palais,

Boz is still at those harbour lights,

Don is having one of these nights.

 This is the soundtrack to our lives,

Many children later, and one or two wives,

I keep going back there, amongst the scattered records

Torn up love songs over three or four chords.

Chris is still driving home for Christmas

Sid’s still lusting over the girl on Tiswas

Bono’s pleading in the name of love

Paul, you know he just can’t get enough

This is the soundtrack to our lives

Many children later, and one or two wives

I keep going back there, amongst the scattered records

Torn up love songs over three or four chords.

Bruce keeps burning, he’s on fire

Mallory’s late-night cramming, down to the wire

Bon’s still screaming on the highway to hell

Tom’s sure he’s got stories he could tell

This is the soundtrack to our lives,

Many children later, and one or two wives,

I keep going back there, amongst the scattered records

Torn up love songs over three or four chords.

Paul’s still walking in the tinseltown rain

 Mike’s still drawing stuff on his window pane

Paddy’s broken for when love breaks down

B.B’s love is finally coming to town

This is the soundtrack to our lives,

Many children later, and one or two wives,

I keep going back there, amongst the scattered records

Torn up love songs over three or four chords.

Carl is sure that God only knows,

I’m planning overnight success with our shows

Phil, love him, he’s still in love with you

Buddy, he’s so blue over Peggy Sue

This is the soundtrack to our lives,

Many children later, and one or two wives,

I keep going back there, amongst the scattered records

Torn up love songs over three or four chords.

(J. Guinness 2021)