I'm forever blowing bubbles
Pretty bubbles in the air
They fly so high
Nearly reach the sky
Then like my dreams they fade and die

Fortune's always hiding
I've looked everywhere
I'm forever blowing bubbles
Pretty bubbles in the air.

http://web.ukonline.co.uk/comeonyouirons/bubbles/1975bub.mp3

Þarna Fáiðði að heyra flotta West Ham lagið frá árinu 1975
“These trees and these old people have one thing in common - they're both going in the ground soon!“