The Queen's Head - Richard Dawson.mp3

[00:00.000] 作词 : Richard Dawson
[00:01.000] 作曲 : Richard Dawson
[00:07.850]We're hurrying home from Sheffield
[00:12.936]Having  received a phone call
[00:18.271]From  our tearful nephew
[00:23.616]Whom we had left in charge
[00:28.690]"It's happened again, the pub's flooded again
[00:33.857]Humber  burst its banks this morning"
[00:39.245]We've  been over to see our mam
[00:44.363]Who's in the later stages of dementia
[00:49.717]She  didn't understand that we had to go
[00:54.582]A whole box of Maltesers got sent rolling all over the floor
[00:59.967]How little we are, clung to the river's edge
[01:05.110]Come hell or high water, how little we are
[01:10.498]Ahh,  ahh-ahh-ahh, ahh, ahh-ahh-ahh-ahh
[01:21.016]We park up by the derelict primary school
[01:26.113]Tie bags for life around our ankles
[01:31.305]And wade across the playing field
[01:36.378]Through the council estate to the market square
[01:41.788]The whole town's come out to stand dumbly about
[01:46.665]Staring at the filthy water
[01:52.040]The guy from the vape shop
[01:54.745]Ferrying his chocolate labs
[01:57.427]Waves to us cheerily
[01:59.842]From a leaky kayak
[02:02.519]"I've lost everything apart from what counts"
[02:07.888]Pointing to his dogs and then at his heart
[02:13.042]How little we are, clung to the river's edge
[02:18.172]Come hell or high water, how little we are
[02:23.548]Ahh, ahh-ahh-ahh, ahh, ahh-ahh-ahh-ahh
[02:33.801]There's a crowd gathered 'round the fat-headed butcher
[02:38.085]Who's back on his soap box again
[02:40.473]Bemoaning the lack of adequate flood defences
[02:44.248]Somehow putting it down to "an insurge
[02:49.138]Of benefit-scrounging immigrants"
[02:54.785]While handing out packs of sausages, black puddings, ham and haggises
[02:59.910]Avoiding making eye contact, we hurry past the baying throng
[03:06.133]Our beer garden lies in disarray
[03:10.489]Tangled chair legs and drowned umbrellas
[03:15.643]Crossing the threshold, we are overwhelmed
[03:20.690]To find our neighbours whom we've never actually spoke to
[03:26.104]Working frantically to save our pub
[03:31.224]Lifting the tables clear and sweeping away the liquid mud
[03:36.632]How little we are, clung to the river's edge
[03:41.800]Come hell or high water, how little we are
[03:46.960]Ahh, ahh-ahh-ahh, ahh, ahh-ahh-ahh-ahh
[04:39.165]How little we are, in the mouth of the world
[04:44.541]Come hell or high water, how little we are
[04:50.215]Ahh, ahh-ahh-ahh, ahh, ahh-ahh-ahh-ahh
[05:00.458]Ahh, ahh-ahh-ahh, ahh, ahh-ahh-ahh-ahh-ahh