Gary Moore Business As Usual Lyrics

Business As Usual Lyrics

The pink crucifix with the ivory Jesus I wanted 
The man with the blood on his hands as I ran from the river 
Kissing my cousin, before they took her to the graveyard 
Trembling at night from the violence I heard from my bedroom 
 
These are my memories 
These are my memories, coming home 
 
Called up at school `cause my hand wasn`t there to say "present" 
Running the gauntlet outside the Club Rado at dawn 
Rory and me without a spare string between us 
Catching the last bus halfway through "I`m so glad" 
 
These are my memories 
These are my memories, coming home 
 
Philip and me and "the brush" riding round in a transit 
The Bailey, the Strangley`s, the smoke and the speed and the acid 
I lost my virginity to a Tipperary woman 
A heart that was broken, but it wasn`t the first or the last time 
 
These are my memories 
These are my memories, coming home 
 
Under the wings of the man they called Green, I found freedom 
Three children, one wife, a twist of the knife and a scandal 
Divorce, separation, some kind of salvation came lately 
So many have gone, but I know it`s just business as usual 
 
These are my memories 
These are my memories 
These are my memories 
These are my memories 
These are my memories 
These are my memories, coming home 
 
These memories keep coming back 
These memories keep coming back 
All those years ago 
All those years ago