Text: Harper Roy. Casualty.

Twenty years of rock and roll
Up and down the greasy poll
In and out some pigeon hole
I'm a casualty
Twenty years of dodging cops
In and out of stocking tops
Dropping keks and lifting shops
I'm a casualty - baby

Twenty years out of control
Drinking tadpoles from the bowl
Soon I'll be back on the dole
I'm a casualty