歌曲 | A Country Practice |
歌手 | Half Man Half Biscuit |
专辑 | Four Lads Who Shook the Wirral |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
I feel like a beggar accepting alms | |
Then being pelted with figs | |
I study my steadily declining chart placings | |
They greet me with freezing cold inhospitality | |
Hey, where did that bloke go who said I was vital? | |
I possess the mild air of a retail tobacconist | |
That's because I'm a retail tobacconist | |
But the mayflies on a Berkshire trout river | |
Would probably tell you a different story | |
About ham-fisted diadems and momentary daydreams | |
Of mythical dividends and illusory boardroom suits | |
In the room festooned with fat beef certificates | |
From county shows | |
Duff leg Bryn had drank too much again | |
Most of Wem was steering clear of him | |
I've got no time for this 12th consecutive Rose Bowl | |
Cos at Sunday next at ten to four | |
I've got an invitation for | |
A trip around Katharine Hamnett's warehouse | |
Followed by dinner with David Emmanuel | |
Whom I can't wait to tell about my dream | |
In which the almost illegal Elton Welsby | |
Is dressed as a French maid on a moonless byway | |
Licking his lips as he creeps ever closer | |
Fast falls the eventide | |
Fast falls the eventide | |
The public appearance of bitter ex-soap stars | |
Who thought they could go on and do other things beside | |
The Centre Court amusement at the ballboy's mishap | |
That bobbing up and down thing that they do at the Proms | |
Opinionated weather forecasters telling me it's going to be a miserable day | |
Miserable to who? I quite like a bit of drizzle so stick to the facts | |
Channel 4 presents "Blowjob" | |
Introduced by Adrian and Sophie Horn | |
Who is of course one bloke with a pierced dick | |
Who's just had the nod from Planet 24 | |
Hear him say "surreal, bizarre, sad git" | |
Yes indeedy, completely and utterly footy anorak and respect | |
Before whipping the audience up into doing the Time Warp | |
Watch him take us live to "The Queen's Arse and Firkin" | |
Where Joseph Bloggs and his amazing Technicolour shellsuit | |
Are about to abort their Steely Dan routine | |
And instead embark upon 15 minutes of mantra-filled Oompah | |
15 minutes of mantra-filled Oompah | |
15 minutes of mantra-filled Oompah | |
Adrian / Sophie wants us, the viewers, to ring in | |
And say how we think the punters will react | |
(These are a few of my favourite things) | |
I'm incredibly bored with the word "millennium" | |
And with the Jehovah's Witnesses | |
Millions now earmarked will later be wasted | |
Her Majesty, marvellous, mother the musical | |
The fireworks lighting up the Houses of Parliament | |
Death in Trafalgar Square, death in the armchair | |
Of clichéd old spinsters who never been loved | |
Every day is Australia day | |
"Sons and Daughters" and "Home and Away" | |
But then the news comes on and the sound goes down | |
Cos she can't be bothered with all them politicians | |
They're all just a bunch of flamin' drongos | |
She died with her telly on, 87 and confused | |
With not enough hospital beds cos all the money's been used | |
On the end of the century party preparations | |
And they reckon that the last thing she saw in her life was | |
Sting, singing on the roof of the Barbican | |
Sting, singing on the roof of the Barbican | |
T for Toxteth | |
T for Tennessee | |
T for Toxteth, T for Tennessee | |
T for Thatcher, that girl that made a wreck out of me | |
Old lady labelled me an idle | |
Old lady labelled me an idle | |
Old lady labelled me an idle layabout | |
Layabout | |
Layabout |
I feel like a beggar accepting alms | |
Then being pelted with figs | |
I study my steadily declining chart placings | |
They greet me with freezing cold inhospitality | |
Hey, where did that bloke go who said I was vital? | |
I possess the mild air of a retail tobacconist | |
That' s because I' m a retail tobacconist | |
But the mayflies on a Berkshire trout river | |
Would probably tell you a different story | |
About hamfisted diadems and momentary daydreams | |
Of mythical dividends and illusory boardroom suits | |
In the room festooned with fat beef certificates | |
From county shows | |
Duff leg Bryn had drank too much again | |
Most of Wem was steering clear of him | |
I' ve got no time for this 12th consecutive Rose Bowl | |
Cos at Sunday next at ten to four | |
I' ve got an invitation for | |
A trip around Katharine Hamnett' s warehouse | |
Followed by dinner with David Emmanuel | |
Whom I can' t wait to tell about my dream | |
In which the almost illegal Elton Welsby | |
Is dressed as a French maid on a moonless byway | |
Licking his lips as he creeps ever closer | |
Fast falls the eventide | |
Fast falls the eventide | |
The public appearance of bitter exsoap stars | |
Who thought they could go on and do other things beside | |
The Centre Court amusement at the ballboy' s mishap | |
That bobbing up and down thing that they do at the Proms | |
Opinionated weather forecasters telling me it' s going to be a miserable day | |
Miserable to who? I quite like a bit of drizzle so stick to the facts | |
Channel 4 presents " Blowjob" | |
Introduced by Adrian and Sophie Horn | |
Who is of course one bloke with a pierced dick | |
Who' s just had the nod from Planet 24 | |
Hear him say " surreal, bizarre, sad git" | |
Yes indeedy, completely and utterly footy anorak and respect | |
Before whipping the audience up into doing the Time Warp | |
Watch him take us live to " The Queen' s Arse and Firkin" | |
Where Joseph Bloggs and his amazing Technicolour shellsuit | |
Are about to abort their Steely Dan routine | |
And instead embark upon 15 minutes of mantrafilled Oompah | |
15 minutes of mantrafilled Oompah | |
15 minutes of mantrafilled Oompah | |
Adrian Sophie wants us, the viewers, to ring in | |
And say how we think the punters will react | |
These are a few of my favourite things | |
I' m incredibly bored with the word " millennium" | |
And with the Jehovah' s Witnesses | |
Millions now earmarked will later be wasted | |
Her Majesty, marvellous, mother the musical | |
The fireworks lighting up the Houses of Parliament | |
Death in Trafalgar Square, death in the armchair | |
Of cliche d old spinsters who never been loved | |
Every day is Australia day | |
" Sons and Daughters" and " Home and Away" | |
But then the news comes on and the sound goes down | |
Cos she can' t be bothered with all them politicians | |
They' re all just a bunch of flamin' drongos | |
She died with her telly on, 87 and confused | |
With not enough hospital beds cos all the money' s been used | |
On the end of the century party preparations | |
And they reckon that the last thing she saw in her life was | |
Sting, singing on the roof of the Barbican | |
Sting, singing on the roof of the Barbican | |
T for Toxteth | |
T for Tennessee | |
T for Toxteth, T for Tennessee | |
T for Thatcher, that girl that made a wreck out of me | |
Old lady labelled me an idle | |
Old lady labelled me an idle | |
Old lady labelled me an idle layabout | |
Layabout | |
Layabout |
I feel like a beggar accepting alms | |
Then being pelted with figs | |
I study my steadily declining chart placings | |
They greet me with freezing cold inhospitality | |
Hey, where did that bloke go who said I was vital? | |
I possess the mild air of a retail tobacconist | |
That' s because I' m a retail tobacconist | |
But the mayflies on a Berkshire trout river | |
Would probably tell you a different story | |
About hamfisted diadems and momentary daydreams | |
Of mythical dividends and illusory boardroom suits | |
In the room festooned with fat beef certificates | |
From county shows | |
Duff leg Bryn had drank too much again | |
Most of Wem was steering clear of him | |
I' ve got no time for this 12th consecutive Rose Bowl | |
Cos at Sunday next at ten to four | |
I' ve got an invitation for | |
A trip around Katharine Hamnett' s warehouse | |
Followed by dinner with David Emmanuel | |
Whom I can' t wait to tell about my dream | |
In which the almost illegal Elton Welsby | |
Is dressed as a French maid on a moonless byway | |
Licking his lips as he creeps ever closer | |
Fast falls the eventide | |
Fast falls the eventide | |
The public appearance of bitter exsoap stars | |
Who thought they could go on and do other things beside | |
The Centre Court amusement at the ballboy' s mishap | |
That bobbing up and down thing that they do at the Proms | |
Opinionated weather forecasters telling me it' s going to be a miserable day | |
Miserable to who? I quite like a bit of drizzle so stick to the facts | |
Channel 4 presents " Blowjob" | |
Introduced by Adrian and Sophie Horn | |
Who is of course one bloke with a pierced dick | |
Who' s just had the nod from Planet 24 | |
Hear him say " surreal, bizarre, sad git" | |
Yes indeedy, completely and utterly footy anorak and respect | |
Before whipping the audience up into doing the Time Warp | |
Watch him take us live to " The Queen' s Arse and Firkin" | |
Where Joseph Bloggs and his amazing Technicolour shellsuit | |
Are about to abort their Steely Dan routine | |
And instead embark upon 15 minutes of mantrafilled Oompah | |
15 minutes of mantrafilled Oompah | |
15 minutes of mantrafilled Oompah | |
Adrian Sophie wants us, the viewers, to ring in | |
And say how we think the punters will react | |
These are a few of my favourite things | |
I' m incredibly bored with the word " millennium" | |
And with the Jehovah' s Witnesses | |
Millions now earmarked will later be wasted | |
Her Majesty, marvellous, mother the musical | |
The fireworks lighting up the Houses of Parliament | |
Death in Trafalgar Square, death in the armchair | |
Of cliché d old spinsters who never been loved | |
Every day is Australia day | |
" Sons and Daughters" and " Home and Away" | |
But then the news comes on and the sound goes down | |
Cos she can' t be bothered with all them politicians | |
They' re all just a bunch of flamin' drongos | |
She died with her telly on, 87 and confused | |
With not enough hospital beds cos all the money' s been used | |
On the end of the century party preparations | |
And they reckon that the last thing she saw in her life was | |
Sting, singing on the roof of the Barbican | |
Sting, singing on the roof of the Barbican | |
T for Toxteth | |
T for Tennessee | |
T for Toxteth, T for Tennessee | |
T for Thatcher, that girl that made a wreck out of me | |
Old lady labelled me an idle | |
Old lady labelled me an idle | |
Old lady labelled me an idle layabout | |
Layabout | |
Layabout |