come on eileen
evans, sara
sounded sad upon the radio
moved a million hearts in mono
now i must say more than ever
and we can sing just like our fathers
at this moment you mean everything
eyes sunk in smoke-dried face
they're so resigned to what their fate is
we are far too young and clever
and you'll hum this tune forever
these things they are real and i know
now i must say more than ever
things round here have changed