Men And Flies Songtext
von Martin Hagfors

The garbage man held in his hand a photograph
From a long broke off wedding day
Now it′s on a truck with bags of muck
That men and flies roll on working days

And the people in the picture are both strangers to us now
They have left the streets they shared
With the man who owns the corner shop
And the girl who lives upstairs
With her lady friend in a beard

An old shoe box in the attic is full of unmarked bills
None are legal tender any more
The man who hid them never lived
To see his own plan through
So he never came through that door


The couple that has left
Said they split up for the best
But they never heard the attic try to call

You're not the first won′t be the last
That men and flies
Roll on working days
You're not the first won't be the last
That men and flies
Roll on working days

You′re not the first won′t be the last
That men and flies
Roll on working days
You're not the first won′t be the last
That men and flies
Roll on working days
Roll on working days