A million miles of air, it bangs a hole in my face
Pencil strays over white paper, boy
Three curved lines in battered pictures
Wishbones in our throats, wishbones in our throats...
Talking of lonesome tonight, you were lying when you said you loved me...
Bring on the all-arounders, time's up
Wishbones in our throats, wishbones in our throats...
You can save your money, because you'll never save your looks
Bring on the all-arounders, time's up
Wishbones in our throats, wishbones in our throats...