Had this stuck in my brain since around midnight last night...

Pushing thru the market square, so many mothers sighing
News had just come over, we had four years left to cry in
News guy wept and told us, London was really dying
Cried so much his face was wet, then I knew he was not lying
I heard telephones, opera house, favourite melodies
I saw boys, toys electric irons and t.v.s
My brain hurt like a warehouse, it had no room to spare
I had to cram so many things to store everything in there
And all the fat-skinny people, and all the tall-short people
And all the nobody people, and all the somebody people
I never thought Id need so many people

A girl my age went off her head, hit some tiny children
If the black hadnt a-pulled her off, I think she would have killed them
A soldier with a broken arm, fixed his stare to the wheels of a cadillac
A cop knelt and kissed the feet of a priest, and a queer threw up at the sight of that

I think I saw you in an ice-cream parlour, drinking milk shakes cold and long
Smiling and waving and looking so fine, dont think
You knew you were in this song
And it was cold and it rained so I felt like an actor
And I thought of ma and I wanted to get back there
Your face, your race, the way that you talk
I kiss you, youre beautiful, I want you to walk

We've got four years, stuck on my eyes
Four years, what a surprise
Weve got four years, my brain hurts a lot
Four years, thats all we've got
We've got four years, what a surprise
Four years, stuck on my eyes
We've got four years, my brain hurts a lot
Four years, thats all we've got
We've got four years, stuck on my eyes
Four years, what a surprise
We've got four years, my brain hurts a lot
Four years, thats all we've got
We've got four years, what a surprise
We've got four years, stuck on my eyes
We've got four years, my brain hurts a lot
Four years, thats all we've got
Four years
Four years
Four years
Four years