gazing
now it comes to the fingers and the spread
too much margerine
very bad for the head
at the back pages
and everyone is yellow
to park your soul on double lines
is bad form good fellow
marketing
in the ether
pay paul marry pether
ok said suzanne
and i lost my train again
i lost my train
it was a steamer
in the pouring rain
so i sing a blues song
do a reggae riff
beat away the raindrop
with strict prick squiff
and the chorus go
everything gonna be all right
(repeat)
(repeat)
then it was very sunny or rainy or whatever you Haille
dobheads
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