Life gets so busy
Passing by quickly
Nothing prepares you
For ever getting used to
A world with no Ricky
There when I needed company
Never let me pay for anything
Called me ratbag
I last saw you at womad
Now etched in my memory
You were so happy
Playin' your guitar
Living close to your family
In a mud brick home
Two birds and your beau
Tears gettin' sticky
Nose slightly drippy
Nothing prepares you
For ever getting used to
A world with no
Ricardo hipster
Or Brandenburg tipper
What a trickster
I'm really gonna miss ya
In a world with no Ricky