The Only Living Boy in New Cross

Hello, good evenin', welcome to nothin' much

A no holds barred half nelson and the lovin' touch

The comfort and the joy of feelin' lost

With the only living boy in New Cross

Fill another suitcase with another hall

Of hotel towels and toothpaste, and the bathroom wall

Then wipe the lipstick hearts and flowers from the glass and chrome

Take five or six hot baths and showers

And come on home, come on home

To the comfort and the joy of feelin' lost

With the only living boy in New Cross

I've teamed up with the hippies now

I've got my fringe unfurled

I want to give peace, love, and kisses out

To this whole stinkin' world

The gypsies, the travelers, and the thieves

The good, the bad, the average, and unique

The grebos, the crusties, and the goths

And the only living boy in New Cross

Eyes down, I'll keep you up to date

Two fat ladies in 1988

The safe sixteen lovers who lied

Purley's queen and mother makes five

Butchered bakers, deaf and dumb waiters

Marble arch criminals and clause 28'ers

Authors, authors, plastered outcasts

Locked up daughters of rock and roll stars

Goodbye Rudy, David, and Rosie

Abraham and Julianne, and everyone that knows me

The gypsies, and the travelers, and the thieves

I'm talking about the good, the bad, the average, and unique

Let's hear it for the grebos, the crusties, and you and I

Hello, good evenin', welcome, and goodbye