Fast forward to the 80s. Up the Junction, by Squeeze. An entire life in a single ballad. Just listen and read along. Simply brilliant. I never thought it would happen With me and the girl from Clapham Out on the windy common That night I aint forgotten When she dealt out the rations With some or other passions I said you are a lady Perhaps she said. I may be We moved into a basement With thoughts of our engagement We stayed in by the telly Although the room was smelly We spent our time just kissing The Railway Arms were missing But love had got us hooked up And all our time it took up I got a job with Stanley He said Id come in handy And started me on Monday So I had a bath on Sunday I worked eleven hours And bought the girl some flowers She said shed seen a doctor And nothing now could stop her I worked all through the winter The weather brass and bitter I put away a tenner Each week to make her better And when the time was ready We had to sell the telly Late evenings by the fire With little kicks inside her This morning at four fifty I took her rather nifty Down to an incubator Where thirty minutes later She gave birth to a daughter Within a year a walker She looked just like her mother If there could be another And now shes two years older Her mothers with a soldier She left me when my drinking Became a proper stinging The devil came and took me From bar to street to bookie No more nights by the telly No more nights nappies smelling Alone here in the kitchen I feel theres something missing Id beg for some forgiveness But beggings not my business And she wont write a letter Although I always tell her And so its my assumption Im really up the junction youtube/watch?v=RQciegmLPAo
Posted on: Mon, 23 Jun 2014 06:52:00 +0000
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