All these fads It's shoulder pads On New Year's Dawn To my surprise All the Macca lads stayed at home Picking antiques and clothes Clothes reflect with green bits [Name on the corner of my stub toes.] My powers Have been spent half-useless My senses alive at party Was embarrassed but stayed with them Walked, at shoulder, down the street, ridicule You couldn't tell Lou Reed from Doug Yule Suppressed big romance It was like being back at school My powers [mumble] My powers [mumble] Win populace, internal defeat Gramma had a coup d'etat Realize what they'd always wanted Knew I was right all along It wasn't then a Beatles song Superhero in harlequin kecks Dim-wit lecture, half read Visiplex singers ten years dead Was clowned (Bitter man) Shoulder pads (Spawned) Then my powers did return....
