The water is up to our knees. Water, water up to our knees.
Tree-dressing at The Spinney. Hedge-laying at the Spinney.
Mowing and strimming at St Medard’s. A mower to tow us round the gravestones.
When things went wrong I had a choice, move back to Leeds or soldier on. Single mums need grants not loans to help them set up on their own. Soldier on, soldier on.
They stole the sat nav from my van! Last Wednesday night. Police are appealing for witnesses.
My all-time favourite sexy man... David Beckham.
They have to save two million. If the library goes, then what will I do?
I’m parked in the layby on Station Road.
It’s quiz night at the Willoughby. Six per team. A pound to play.
Another success for tea and cake, tea and cake, tea and cake, tea and cake, tea and cake.
How sweet the moonlight sleeps upon this bank! Here will we sit and let the sounds of music creep in our ears.
The water is up to our knees. Water, water up to our knees. Tree-dressing at The Spinney. Hedge-laying at the Spinney. Mowing and strimming at St Medard’s. A mower to tow us round the gravestones.
When things went wrong I had a choice, move back to Leeds or soldier on. Single mums need grants not loans to help them set up on their own—soldier on, soldier on. They stole the sat nav from my van! Last Wednesday night. Police are appealing for witnesses. My all-time favourite sexy man...David Beckham. They have to save two million. If the library goes, then what will I do? I’m parked in the layby on Station Road. It’s quiz night at the Willoughby. Six per team. A pound to play. Another success for tea and cake, tea and cake, tea and cake, tea and cake, tea and cake.
Bring back the sun Dear Lord we’ve had enough. The rain it raineth on the just and also on the unjust fella, but chiefly on the just because the unjust hath the just’s umbrella.