Sat in the kitchen with an asthma cigarette, out the window with an inch of regret…it's a grey world…

Sold all the gear that he had in the shed, gave him a hard time so he up and quit, it's a gray world….
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And the old van is tired and slow….it wouldn't go…

Down at the quarry to have a swim, I took off my shirt but you won't go in…it's a grey world….

Later at the fire with a marshmallow stick, you ware embarrassed because she was so thin…it's a gray world…

And the old van is tired and slow…it wouldn't go…