Guildford Specific

Lyrics

These feelings - do they overwhelm you? I suppose they should You got half way back You got guildford specific You got trampled underfoot You got good effects But the wrong adaptors That's the price of love You got good effects But the wrong adaptors You should pace yourself You should pace yourself Drug use is not a personality (Drug use is not a personality) Fearsome foe makes Falco fudge (Fearsome foe makes meek mean, meek mean) Happy to have debts if your fish can't fly (Your fish can't fly fucker) Maybe I can get a futon and be bad near it (Ah, the simple pleasures) Those feelings - yes, they overwhelmed me I can admit it now I got half way back I got guildford specific And it was harrowing I had no effects More the basis of A good ironing board I had no effects More the separate parts Of a truffle stand Terrible things are self-evidently terrible (Terrible things are rubbish) Pheromones can't explain bee stings (Pheromones can't explain most things) Dress like a pirate - die like a shoe-salesman (The oldest cliché in the book) Whose book? Your book! And what a lovely book! (Ah, the simple pleasures) I got onto a train and then a train got onto me (Object permanence, object permanence) Somewhere on that train I found a pecan pie (She was terrific, was terrific, was terrific, was terrific) Me and my objections, we got swallowed by the tide (No-one else did, no-one else did) And now I know my purpose is to never fall in line (Save your money, save your money, save your money - save yourself) Mixed up can be a synonym for arsehole (Mixed up can also mean mixed up) Anecdotal weight won't train those glamour muscles (Down on the beach, edging seaward) Land ho! Wrest the controls from the traffic warden (He's newly qualified) A breast bone silences the dead room Ah, the simple pleasures