You're My Waterloo

You'll never fumigate the demons

No matter how much you smoke

Just say you love me for three good reasons

And I'll throw you the rope

You don't need it

Because you are the survivor

Of more than one life

And you're the only love I had

Who ever slept with a knife

But you're not Judy Garland

Oh, just like me, you've never really had a home of your own

And I'm not Tony Hancock, baby

Until the dawn, we'll stone the crows

We'll stone the crows, oh

We'll stone the crows

And you see I've brought you flowers

I've brought you flowers

All collected from the old vic stage

And I've been sittin' here for hours, baby

Just chasin' these words across the page

You're my Waterloo

I'll be your Gypsy Lane

And I'm so glad we know just what to do

And exactly who to blame

You're my Waterloo

I'll be your Stanley Park

Well, I'm so glad we know just what to do

And no one's left stumblin' around

Tumblin' around, fumblin' around

In the dark

Always in the dark

Always in the dark

Always in the dark

You're my Waterloo

I'll be your calvary

I'm so glad we know just what to do

And everyone's gonna be happy

'Cause everyone's gonna be happy

Every one's gonna be happy, but of course