The Story of David

Lyrics
[Verse 1] David Miller was a clerk Who lived in the dark Spent eight hours a day in the tomb Those hours went so slow To help them go David wrote poems in the afternoon [Verse 2] David Miller was a clerk And he looked the part He wrote poetry that was good Poetry that only he understood His 9-to-5 existence left him cold He broke the mold [Chorus] Dump your [?] convention That will cost you your pension But you manage, David Miller Start to let your head go Alright, on with the show The bright new poet David Miller! [Verse 3] All the freedom was fine But he wasted his time Now he's writing [?] With so many things to do His small savings just blew, ah Poetry's strange at the labour exchange [Verse 4] With his hair down low And he stood out in the [?] All his friends said he is a nag Many fools were impressed By the way that he dressed And the publishers laughed And then sent his poems back [Verse 5] David Miller now lives in obscurity Writing poems like you've never heard Making use of only seven English words National assistance hasn't made him bold He broke the mold [Chorus] If you're stuck You'd better give up And go back to work Mister Miller! If you're stuck You'd better give up And go back to work Mister Miller!
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Credits
- Writers
- John Ryan
- Johnny Duhan
- Johnny Hockedy