Wait for me in sunny orchards, back of beyond
I'm hoping for directions from the Slough of Despond
Sonia Lannaman sleeps with the fishes tonight
And we'll make love to Duck Stab and it'll be alright

"I need this life just like I need luminous strides"
Said Harry the Dog to the copper

I'm the evil fairground worker in a town near you
Let me on your moped, I can see it's built for two
I let Dwight Stones attempt a Fosbury over my head
I want to live 'til I die

Like a distinguished lady whipping a top off an egg
I'll throw your tyre round a lamp-post as a tribute to youth

My my Meltonian, what would I do without you?
The cemetery's full of indispensable cobblers

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