[00:08.38]Saw a suit in Daddy's wardrobe, I took a swipe
[00:10.72]Lapels, size of islands, gangster white line pinstripe
[00:13.19]Laughed off the street in the name of my rock 'n' roll
[00:17.65]Still a caterwauling groove will start off vacation
[00:20.24]Eighties plastic Soul don't give palpitation
[00:22.65]Richie, he no like, he call out the firing squad
[00:27.35]Ba ba ba . . .
[00:36.05]Ba ba ba . . .
[00:44.96]Richie look for suede, me I look for leather
[00:47.00]Sartorially we groove, occasional disaster
[00:49.44]For tight black canvas no make for a straight legged sixties scenester
[00:54.47]Then we hit the street with poise of commando
[00:56.69]Clothes, guitar, but arsenal missing one thing
[00:59.05]Exotic Glasgow chick, they call her the "Carmen Veranda"
[01:03.88]Ba ba ba . . .
[01:12.54]Ba ba ba . . .
[01:30.72]Me and Richie dream to be like Mr. Richard
[01:33.16]Strung out secure, yes, we make like junkie
[01:35.56]Hooked up on that stuff they call it the rock 'n' roll
[01:40.41]I need to consecrate, I need consecration
[01:42.77]Clipped and soulful guitar riffing out the nation
[01:45.13]The nation in my head the national sixties sensation
[02:14.61]Ba ba ba . . .
[02:22.84]Ba ba ba . . .