Baxter Dury
Trophies
You boy
Just go back to bed
Watch that TV set where the posh girls cry and sleep

They will
Always forgive you
For the harm that you've caused by being so still
Tempting to do nothing with you at all

Underneath
Your eyes
Are the trophies
Of your life
You must wake up
Just breathe
And embrace
Today

You boy
Just go back to bed
Watch that TV set where the posh girls cry and sleep

We will
Always look out for you
Places inside, love tries to hide
(?), been left behind so long
Underneath
Your eyes
Are the trophies
Of your life
You must wake up
Just breathe
And embrace
Today