Didn’t see the summer sun
Didn’t speak to anyone
The caravan was on its own
It didn’t have a telephone

That’s why I’ve never liked the Mini
That’s why I’m into Sleater-Kinney
From holidays when I was small
The only thing that I recall

Bottleneck at Capel Curig
Bottleneck at Capel Curig
Bottleneck at Capel Curig
Neil Morrissey’s a knobhead

I got a job in Aberdeen
I was only seventeen
I met a girl on Halloween
She was nowhere to be seen

She disappeared down a sewer
I sent my brother to pursue her
They ran away and fell in love
I hope they’re in the middle of

A bottleneck at Capel Curig
Bottleneck at Capel Curig
Bottleneck at Capel Curig
I think the police are in Hawaii
And now I’m living on my own
Scared of dying all alone
Haven’t got a telephone
If I did it wouldn’t ring

Seeing that I’m on the way out
Come and take me for a day out
They want to wash away my sin
So I’m not forever in

Bottleneck at Capel Curig
Bottleneck at Capel Curig
Bottleneck at Capel Curig
My shame will cause
Bottleneck at Capel Curig
Bottleneck at Capel Curig
Bottleneck at Capel Curig