Serial killers were always a bore in my book Along with retired in winnebagos Coming up behind ya At the next kerb Eye reflections in the rear view mirror and before the grub comes a moralist Passable Passable Right behind ya Kids in pubs Breast fed And if I ever end up like Ian McShane Cut my throat with a garden tool And if I ever end up like Bono Slit my throat with a kitchen knife Ah! passable! A past gone mad! x 2 Comin up right behind ya The Lovejoy roadshow Passable And if I ever end up like Judy Collins Cut my throat with a garden rake And if I ever end up like U2 Cut my throat with a kitchen tool Passable A past gone mad! Spangles and soccer books A load of old boring shit A past gone mad Marble stone A past gone mad