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Well he's crying in his beer
nothin's ever near
the TV isn't here
in Doug's scullery
 
He's frying up a storm
he's running true to form
everything is norm
in Doug's scullery
 
And by the window sill
well half a paid up bill
Mammy's long lost will
in Doug's scullery
 
kertsi:
 
Out of mind out of reach
on a beach somewhere
far away from the noisy crowd
Doug Doug dig it up
your castle's in the sand
don't get bitten by the hand
the hand that feeds you
 
And waiting in a jar
Fred the budgerigar
wishing he was far away
from Doug's scullery
 
And no-one gives him seeds
no caring for his needs
he's wasting in the weeds
in Doug's scullery
 
kertsi
 
And when he's fattened up
they'll put him in a cup
and feed him to the pup
in Doug's scullery
 
kertsi
 
It's a sign of the times
yes a sign of the times
it's a sign of the times
 
Bitesize
 
Tuossahan nuo. Itse taas ottaisin mielelläni vastaan biisin soinnut(varmaan löytyy, jos keikallakin meinaatte vetää?)