Lucky Hendrix (?) only went to Crete
He teaches Antoni English there
With his wife Lizzie laps up the sun
They've no money but they've no kids
Mirror boy, mirror boy
Catch the sun, catch the sun
Mirror boy, mirror boy
Catch the sun
Julius says that half of Bredford is there
Rotten place with white crack for wall
No rain, no snowy-snowy scenes
Just burnt back her ombre salaire (?)
Mirror boy, mirror boy
Catch the sun, catch the sun
Mirror boy, mirror boy
Catch the sun
Maybe the son
Antonio one
He thinks he's like a shiny star
But the loved onеs think he's a skinny weep
So he's decidеd not to leave the bar
Mirror boy, mirror boy
Catch the sun, catch the sun
Mirror boy, mirror boy
Catch the sun
Mirror boy, mirror boy
Catch the sun, catch the sun
Mirror boy, mirror boy
Catch the sun