Parthenon Drive
IAN STEPHEN MCCULLOCH, WILLIAM SERGEANT
There I am
Must have been just five
Five parts alive
On Parthenon Drive
Pencils and pen-knives
On Parthenon Drive
Years turned
Into an eight
And you made me wait
At the garden gate
And you were always late
When I was eight
Clocks hit twelve
And dreams will fall
Off my shelves
And off my walls
Turned into
A twenty two
And airplanes flew
When I was twenty two
And growing pains grew
When I was twenty two
Spinning round a thirty three
Trying to find
The worth in me
Yeah trying to find
Gave all the earth to be
Clocks hit twelve
And dreams will fall
Off my shelves
And off my walls
Revolving round
A forty five
Glad to be alive
Around a forty five
Yeah glad to be alive
Around a forty five
Here I am
The age of five
Five parts alive
On Parthenon Drive
Glad to be alive
From Parthenon Drive