Lyrics

It's a moonlit night and to me it feels right If it's wrong, somebody will say I'm just doing what I think's best Though I may have got carried away Never was it my intention To cause a hullaballoo So ask not what you can do for me 'Cos I've already done it for you In a Suffolk ditch That's where I put the continuity announcer In a Suffolk ditch I watched his credits roll In a Suffolk ditch I blathered over his privations In a Suffolk ditch Complete remote control There are no voices in my head I don't need a half-bottle of Scotch I'm helping out where I see fit It's kind of like a Neighbourhood Watch Truly is it my presumption These deeds are just But now the officеr wants more details About my wanderlust In a Suffolk ditch If you'rе looking for the singer's paintings In a Suffolk ditch The odd-job man who never got back In a Suffolk ditch Kelvin MacKenzie In a Suffolk ditch In a second-hand hessian sack Expecting commendation Imagine my surprise When they dragged me to the station For a word to the wise It's not illegal It's in the Bible St. Augustine is a grass Timothy too In a Suffolk ditch The seven coats that were hanging on the newel post In a Suffolk ditch The ukuleles outside Sports Direct In a Suffolk ditch I found a space for your installation In a Suffolk ditch You'll never see Nicholas Witchell ever again In a Suffolk ditch In a Suffolk ditch In a Suffolk ditch, yeah In a Suffolk ditch, come on In a Suffolk ditch, doing this on a weekly basis In a Suffolk ditch, you should come along In a Suffolk ditch, let loose the endorphins In a Suffolk ditch, it's the new beach tidy-up