You Say Primark, I Say Primark
The wife smokes like Guy Fawlkes
The dog's fatigued through endless walks
I sit in my comfy chair, well we've all got our cross to bare
A life in Kent a life force spent
We've a spare room in the loft we could rent
but the wife just talks about more kids while I watch endless snuff videos
in the loft
No one reads the local rag except for me and Bert Wilbershaw of 29 Widmore Road
The astrologist is fat like Russel Grant and nothing she predicts ever happens to me
So I read the obitury page instead see if Bert's in there yet
As the night draws in I find myself wistfully UFO spotting once again
There must be life out there somewhere, another place another world
There must be life out there somewhere *line repeated a few times
But if it's out of reach for Patrick Moore it's out of reach for me
I close my eyes, I fall asleep
I dream John Suchet came to town and opened a new Primark store
cut the ribbon majestically, for a moment I thought he waved at me
but he didn't, it was someone just over my shoulder
It gets pretty surreal in my dreams *line repeated a few times and mixed with
There must be life out there somewhere
I dream John Suchet came to town
You say Primark, I say Primark
This really bothers me
I awake to fresh cigarette smoke agitating my nostrils
"Just taking the dog for a walk" calls out the wife
MtM 2004