Mrs. Prout

Lyrics

Wait for the sun to rise, Mrs. Prout Open your eyes and take a lookout Streets full of people, gathering round Look, Mrs. Prout, and see what they've found Smears on their face, they're all in the race Wishing to see whose body's been found Mrs. Prout continues to shout Moving about her aches and her pains Wait for the sun to rise, Mrs. Prout Open your eyes and take a lookout Somebody's crying out to be seen Look, Mrs. Prout, and see where you've been While some people moan, you sit on your throne Living your life so selfishly Forget your troubles, reach out for the sun You're really lucky Compared to someone who'd really be glad Even to think of worse times they've had You're not old, receding and grey Your limbs can move where others stay So, Mrs. Prout, get up on your feet And take a lookout into the street Happy faces, old man embraces Women smile and passing the day