歌词
There was a time when I worked in a factory,
Rode an old bike around town and life was so easy
Those were the days before I picked up the words
That I heard old mad mike on the corner sing
There was a time when I worked in an office
Drove a fast car around town and made love with ladies
And those were the days before I picked up the words
That I heard old Mad Mike on the corner sing
I'm a rat I'm a rat I'm a rat of Tobruk
I'm a rat I'm a rat I'm a ninth brigade cook
And if you don't know a diet of corn beef and sand,
Won't you slip a two bob in an old digger's hand
There was a time when I married and had a great number of
Children around me and people to dine
I had a fine house in a fine city suburb
With plenty of music and plenty of wine
Then came the depression financial recession
I on with a uniform off to the war
And each day that went by I asked the same question
Who are you fighting and what the hell for
There was a time when I came to my home ground and found
That my wife had moved on and the kids had gone too
The folk on the street kinda looked at me funny
Like I'd turned into someone that they never knew
Now I stand on the grand city corner
They call me Mad Mike cause I sing in the rain and the snow
And each song I sing is a song that I sung
To my children some twenty-five long years ago
Now I stand on the grand city corner
And every time somebody passes I look in their eyes
And sing them a song from a dirty old greatcoat
A song that I hope that they might recognise
Now I stand on the grand city corner
They call me Mad Mike cause I sing for a smoke or a beer
And all of my words don't add up to much more than
I'm here and I'm having a grand old time