Fucking Ada Lyrics - Singles - Ian Dury & The Blockheads

Moments of sadness, moments of guilt 

Stains on the memory, stains on the quilt 

Chapter of incident, chapter and verse 

Sub-heading chronic, paragraph worse 

Lost in the limelight, backed in the blaze 

Did it for nine pence, those were the days 

Give me my acre and give me my plough 

Tell me tomorrow, don't bother me now 

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Times at a distance, times without touch 

Greed forms the habit of asking to much 

Followed at bedtime by builders and bells 

Wait 'til the doldrums which nothing dispels 

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Idly, mentally, doubtful and dread 

Who runs with the beans shall not stale with the bread 

Let me lie fallow and dormant dismay 

Tell me tomorrow, don't bother today 

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Tried like a good 'un, did it all wrong t 

Thought that the hard way was taking to long 

To late for regret or chemical change 

Yesterday's targets have gone out of range 

Failure infolds me with clammy green arms 

Damn the excursions and blast the alarms 

For the rest of what's natural I'll lay on the ground 

Tell me tomorrow if I'm still around 

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