Labour day, big crowd Market square, feelin' down Just want to say what i'm really thinking I don't like your music and i hate your style Somebody said "sorry man, but you're talking to A blue gary moore -balloon" Shame, shame, shame This is not my day Better change the name and the place Another day, another place I met that girl, just my style 175 20 and 55 I told her: "you're cute" "Come with me and i'll make you happy" "Sorry, man i'm occupied and i'm a man" Shame, shame... So i had to find the end to this story And the end to my boring glory So i was standing at kissing bridge Looking down to muddy water, feelin' so blue Knowing what to do Goodbye you, cruel, cruel world Shame...