Ever seen a blind man cross the road
trying to make the other side,
Ever seen a young girl growing old
trying to make herself a bride,
So what becomes of you my love,
When they have finally stripped you of
The handbags and the gladrags
that your poor old Grandad had to sweat to buy you…
I heard this on the radio — had sort of forgotten about the Small Faces. And Rod Stewart, for that matter. I always try to think of where the imagery that goes into a song or film comes from and how it gets tied together.