Do they know those days are golden?
Build a rocket boys
Build a rocket boys!
One long June
I came down from the trees
And kerbstone cool
You were a freshly painted angel
Walking on walls
Stealing booze and hour-long hungry kisses
And nobody knows me at home anymore
Garvey alternates subtly between his present and his past in this song, one minute writing 'Do they know those days are golden?' and the next 'Nobody knows me at home anymore'. It is partly this slippage through time that gives the song its dreamy, hypnotic quality.