Little Chicago - Little Man Tate

Mister, what you gonna do now?

It looks like we caught you out

On the 13th, 13th of November

When she lit up, sussed you out

So what’s it with blue skies?

It’s not a good day

Don’t want to see a local man put away

But they were hard times, with hard men

That if you crossed, you never would again

But there were guidelines you only got

If you dished out to them

Someone, someone turn the light out

There’s somethings best not seen

But so long with nothing to rely on

Apart from inevitability

So what’s it with blue skies?

It’s not a good day

Don’t want to see a local man put away

But they were hard times, with hard men

That if you crossed, you never would again

But there were guidelines you only got

If you dished out to them

Different (lives)…

We lived in different times

Had difficult lives in different towns