You got accepted for Cambridge Uni
Fell in love with a long haired loony
Sent me emails saying you had changed
Priorities re-arranged
I was working in a petrol station
Can't say it was my life's vocation
Wish that I could clear my tanks of grieving
Give me a card that could swipe those feelings
We expected great things from you
But you let us down
You let us down
Ooh
I sweep the floor and I shut the pumps down
I miss so much having you around town
Are you shining in debating chambers
While I'm sitting counting change for strangers?
We expected great things
We expected great things from you
You said I'd never be a real musician
And theres a part of me that's been missing
Think you're gonna get a first class degree
And a masters in dishonesty
I think about you in your Citroen CV
I see your ghost in the closed circuit TV
And if you're home for Michaelmass
Don't drop in if you're driving past
Yeah