Debris
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<br>two, three, four<br><br>I left you on the debris<br>at the Sunday morning market<br>you were sorting through the odds and ends<br>you was looking for a bargin<br><br>I heard your footsteps at the front door<br>and that old familiar love song<br>`cause you knew you`d find me waiting there<br>at the top of the stairs<br><br>I wouldn`t of went back<br>just to see how far it was<br>and you looked shocked to tell me<br>but I had to love her myself<br><br>there`s more trouble at the depot<br>with the general workers union<br>and they said they`ll never change a thing<br>well, they won`t fight and their not working<br><br>oh you was my hero<br>hell you are my good friend<br>I`ve been there and back<br>and I know how far it is<br><br>but I left you on the Debris<br>now we both know you got no money<br>and I wonder what you would have done<br>without me hanging around