Who cares if I stay
Who cares if I go
Who cares if I pick up all the pieces

Cause all of you won't

Well a well a well a


They found him on Saturday
With some gold in his hands

Phillip's not in love with you

Of all of the things

That he said he'd do
The one that we thought would never happen
Is fall into you


So cry if you like
But prepare to be crying all night

Cause all of the people that been talking
I think that they're right


Well a well a well a

They found him on Saturday

With some gold in his hands
Phillip's not in love with you


He's found a new place to start
We don't know what to do
Nobody knows where you are

Or what's become of you

He's found a new place to start

I don't know what to do
I hope wherever you are
I'm right in front of you


Well a well a well a


They found him on Saturday
With some gold in his hands
They beamed out that satellite

From Red Hill to Japan

They found him on Saturday

With some gold in his hands
Phillip's not in love with you