Quarter to, quarter past,
how long's this gonna last?
Time's dragging, getting late,
bored stiff since half past eight.
No fun on your own,
waiting for the telephone.
Listen out; a knock on the door,
this place is nothing but a bore.
Back street, our yard,
on a pg tips card
I think I've said this before,
this town is nothing but a bore.
Capability Red aprox 1973
Monday, 30 October 2017
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