HUNTING LIZARDS IN THE LONG GRASS
WAKE UP IN THE MORNING
THE SUN IS SHINING BRIGHT
GROWN-UPS ARE STILL SLEEPING
ANOTHER DRUNKEN NIGHT
GET SHORTS AND SANDALS ON
A SLICE OF BREAD AND HONEY
OUT THE DOOR WITH FISHING NET
AND A JAM JAR ON A STRING
GO DOWN TO THAT WASTE LAND
NEXT DOOR TO THE HARBOUR
WHERE THE BOATS ARE BOBBING
AND ALL THE FLAGS ARE FLYING
GREEN BACKED BEETLES GLEAMING
THE SEAGULLS SHRILLY SCREAMING
HUNTING LIZARDS IN THE LONG GRASS
WHILE DREAMS ARE DAILY DREAMING
I KEEP THINKING ABOUT THE NIGHT BEFORE
ON MY OWN OUTSIDE THE SALOON BAR DOOR
WITH A BAG OF CRISPS AND A GLASS OF LEMONADE
THE WAY THEY LEFT ME ON MY OWN AGAIN
ON MY OWN AGAIN
ON MY OWN AGAIN
CORNFLOWERS BLUELY SWAY
GRASSHOPPERS CLICK ALL DAY
HUNTING LIZARDS IN THE LONG GRASS
WILL TAKE THE PAIN AWAY
BACK TO THE BUNGALOW
EVERYONE IS UP AND DRESSED
LOOK AT THE JAR OF LIZARDS
THEY SEEM MILDLY IMPRESSED
HUNTING LIZARDS IN THE LONG GRASS
ALWAYS TAKES THE PAIN AWAY
HUNTING LIZARDS IN THE LONG GRASS
ALWAYS TAKES THE PAIN AWAY
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