Electric Trains - Squeeze

When I was crowned a mama’s boy by friends I didn’t like

I made a meal of trips to school upon my father’s bike

I used to sit between his legs perched on a piece of wood

And if it ever rained on us, I’d slip beneath his hood

And at home, the radio was on

From Julie Andrews (Out of my head)

To Jerry Garcia (Playing the Dead)

Life was all fun and games (Fun and games)

(Out of my head) I was out of my head

(Under the bed) And underneath my bed

(Playing the Dead) Playing with electric trains

(Electric trains)

At home the stereo was on

My head was filled with rock

I played a willow cricket bat guitar

And soloed round the clock

My records stacked up in a pile

Collected from the charts and the Top of The Pops

From Julie Andrews (Out of my head)

To Jerry Garcia (Playing the Dead)

Life was all fun and games (Fun and games)

(Out of my head) I was out of my head

(Under the bed) And underneath my bed

(Playing the Dead) Playing with electric trains

(Electric trains)

Kneeling with torchlight shining before me

In bed with my eyeballs stuck in readers' wives

Pubic hairs proudly counted every day

Many took their story out into the Milky Way

I chased the girls and made them cry, my hair grew down my back

The passing of my teenage years were spent down in the sack

I played guitar and formed a band, I puked up all night long

As people came to sit and stare while I raced through my songs

The Sound of Music passed me by

Just like the Grateful Dead

From Julie Andrews (Out of my head)

To Jerry Garcia (Playing the Dead)

Life was all fun and games (Fun and games)

(Out of my head) I was out of my head

(Under the bed) And underneath my bed

(Playing the Dead) Playing with electric trains

(Electric trains)

Oh, electric trains

(Out of my head)

(Under the bed)

(Playing the Dead)

(Out of my head)

(Under the bed)

(Playing the Dead)

(Out of my head)