Lyrics: View. Hats Off to the Buskers. Face for Radio.

You have a face for the radio
But I know you'd like to see it in a show
Claiming to be the next best everything
Which way will you go?

You're a little smarter than most of us
You run so fast, sometimes it's hard to see you for dust
Finding some time for you, it tortures me
Which way will you go?

Wages on a Friday spent on Saturday
Lend me a fiver, won't do that again
Oh, your trust is not too strong

Your arrogance in a bag won't spare you a fag
Superstar wannabe says it comes naturally
Cemented in your own feeble way

He watches 'Trainspotting' fifteen times a week
Thinking it's making him, oh, so unique
PC on summer night and football in the rain
Doesn't matter how far he is, he has always money for the train
Which way will you go?

There's nothing against you, love in my heart
You're really a nice guy, I've known it from the start
Your conscience is eager to know where you lie
Pushing your limits, give it up and remember you can cry

Remember you can cry
And I know and I know and I know
That you can cry

Wages on a Friday spent on Saturday
Lend me a tenner, won't do that again
Oh, your trust is not too strong

Your arrogance in a bag won't spare you a fag
Superstar wannabe says it comes naturally
Cemented in your own feeble way

You have a face for the radio
But I know you'd like to see it in a show