Mr. Prowse
Written by John Galantini
So I came along With my latest song To The Monday Club And it’s been a year Since I last appeared In The Cavern Pub
And though I’m recognised There is no warmth behind your eyes What’s up now Mr Prowse? And after all this time I thought you might have changed your mind. Leave it out Mr. Prowse?
So the crowd applauds I finger pick the chords And I sing these words But you’re back there Hiding on the stairs Not be disturbed
Would it be so hard for you To stand beside the bar Hear me out Mr Prowse 15 years ago I bet you sat through every show Come on out mr Prowse
Her face is young But the wisdom of the song Touches every heart But where are you? If you’re not in view You’re not taking part
The least that you could do Is stand and watch a whole song through Don’t let her see you rushing out the room Have you reached the limit Are your head and heart still in it You don’t have to wallow in the gloom
Oh Mr Prowse Don’t be hypocrite Don’t be a piece of shit