Rats

Clutching at straws and at saviours, watching the rats eating raisins,

A pale moon in the sky and a spark in her eye,

The neighbours are rocking the ceiling, and I'm wondering how you're feeling,

Cold on this winters evening? Well the rockets outside explode in the sky,

It looks like the stars are bleeding and we need to fix the central heating.

She says, "Will you write me a ballad, something nice and cheesy?"

I said, "girl, I'm not that easy and I just want to watch the TV."

She says, "what's the point of a piano, just sitting there collecting dust?

Go and write something about the pair of us." So I stood up and brushed the crumbs from my lap, I played an F and an A and B flat and said we're,

Clutching at straws and at saviours, watching the rats eating raisins,

A pale moon in the sky and a spark in her eye,

The neighbours are rocking the ceiling and I'm wondering how you're feeling?

Cold on this winters evening. Well the rockets outside explode in the sky,

It looks like the stars are bleeding and we need to fix the central heating.

I said, "what should come next?" she said, "how about a bit of old fashioned singing to show the neighbours we're swinging?"

If our love was a movie, I think it would be rated PG.

I felt her eyes burn right through me and the TV was making me sleepy.