You got accepted for Cambridge Uni Fell in love with a long haired loony Sent me emails saying you had changed Priorities re-arranged I was working in a petrol station Can't say it was my life's vocation Wish that I could clear my tanks of grieving Give me a card that could swipe those feelings We expected great things from you But you let us down You let us down Ooh I sweep the floor and I shut the pumps down I miss so much having you around town Are you shining in debating chambers While I'm sitting counting change for strangers? We expected great things We expected great things from you You said I'd never be a real musician And theres a part of me that's been missing Think you're gonna get a first class degree And a masters in dishonesty I think about you in your Citroen CV I see your ghost in the closed circuit TV And if you're home for Michaelmass Don't drop in if you're driving past Yeah