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Stuck up a hornbeam, mind like a thickening fog
Stuck up a hornbeam, mind like a thickening fog
Gonna get discovered by a bloke out walking the dog.
I'm so desolate, I'm so all alone
I feel arthritic in every single bone
I've got a mynah bird that does nothing but moan.
For you I'd lose my self esteem
For you I'd lose my self esteem
For Crewe I'd use Junction 16.
Give me a spork.
Eight words telling me it's okay to wallow
Eight words giving me a green light to wallow
"Up Next, brand new Live At The Apollo".
Psychoanalyst, psychiatrist, Zen therapist, chap out of Hammerfist
Recommended meditation to cure my woes
Beats sitting round doing nothing I suppose.
I've never been any good at DIY
"Do it yourself" would always be my reply
Ah, won't you come back there's just one last knot to tie.
Stuck up a hornbeam feeling blue
Stuck up here on account of you
I want to jump but it's such a view.