There is misery in all I hear and see, from the people on T.V.
After their tea when life begins again, they'll be happier than me
There are a thousand meals being made on Saturday
From the view I saw today, I took a bet inside the launderette,
With a girl from Wallesey
She spoke in dialect, I could not understand, but one thing that
She made clear, there was no coming on to her, there was no way.
Interlude from D: A G D C G Em A x2
(Repeat Verse)
Conclusion:
There was no coming on to her, there was no intellect, that she
Could respect, if it couldn't see, that the girl just wants to be
Left alone with Marx and Engels for awhile,
She's writing in style, of any riot girl.
What a ballad; Aquinas says 'pulcra sunt quae visa placent'
...perhaps if Belle and Sebastian were around in his day,
he would have changed eyes to ears.
R. T. Devitt.
After their tea when life begins again, they'll be happier than me
There are a thousand meals being made on Saturday
From the view I saw today, I took a bet inside the launderette,
With a girl from Wallesey
She spoke in dialect, I could not understand, but one thing that
She made clear, there was no coming on to her, there was no way.
Interlude from D: A G D C G Em A x2
(Repeat Verse)
Conclusion:
There was no coming on to her, there was no intellect, that she
Could respect, if it couldn't see, that the girl just wants to be
Left alone with Marx and Engels for awhile,
She's writing in style, of any riot girl.
What a ballad; Aquinas says 'pulcra sunt quae visa placent'
...perhaps if Belle and Sebastian were around in his day,
he would have changed eyes to ears.
R. T. Devitt.