Robert Forster
By Chance
My head fits
Into my hands
I roll it around
And nothing comes out

By chance, we fight
By chance, struck a chord
We'll stand tonight

Who broke who
Who screamed who
There's no two things
Lovers can do

By chance, we fight
By chance, struck a chord
We'll stand tonight

Who's your tall friend?
He's built like a song
The valley of Tin Pan
Is where he belongs

By chance, we fight
By chance, struck a chord
We'll stand tonight
Bye-bye-bye-bye-bye