Half Man Half Biscuit - He Who Would Valium Take Lyrics
The car that parked on the pavement narkedPedestrians and children with chalk.Their games, their shapes, their capers, their japesDestroyed by a thoughless shitehawkAnd yea, though I walk in the road to get pastI'm not in the least afraid.For soon I will fly to the great by-and-byAway from a world without shade.A streaker streaks and a nation shrugsAt a saucer-like disc in the sky.And stag weekends are poor weekendsIf the army is not on standby.Pub grub, pub games, pub laughs, pub painsAnd the pitbull-like strains of kidsIf Chelsea, Chantelle, or Jordan should yellMy fears should relate to my skidsThe maverick cops with their average plots And boring unorthodox ways.The previous life as a pharoah's wifeIs mightily irksome these days.The Lady in Red hides under the bedFrom a husband who quotes Chubby Brown.It's cold and it's wet, and a knell of regretIs pealing throughout every town.Is pealing throughout every town.(Amen)