Dust off that dusty photograph And think of how we laughed Roll up those shutters to your shop Cos now this circus got to stop Flick through those dog-eared magazines When you were in the scene But now that you're gone... There's never gonna be another Never gonna be another like you The people in the street are saying There's never gonna be another Woh... never gonna Never gonna be another like you I watched your soul when it was young You'd finished when you'd just begun I'd like to take a feather from The wings that used to carry you So suddenly, you seem at peace We know that you have been released Don't think they'll cry for you tomorrow They never cried for you that day But the people in the street are saying to me baby...