Gary Moore - 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
For 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'
Ridin' 'round in a Transit
The Bailey, the Strangely'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

Oh, 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
Those memories keep coming back
All those years ago all those years ago
These are my memories these are my memories
These are my memories