heavy comfort

did you catch her in the window?

do i run or do i mend

praying for heavy comfort

to fill his pockets with his hands

men in chip shops

milk bars

postmen

used to fork out for your mouth

and now the compliments have stopped

since every asset's headed south

he was a sharp one what a looker

the last drunk to hang around

get well she could colour knickers

just for the mirror now

had a dream once it was morning

in a dress that never frayed

and now your friends are like eyelashes

too many dropping off these days

for forty seconds today

i was sure that we were feeling the same way

for forty seconds today

i was sure that we were feeling the same way