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
F*cking Ada, f*cking Ada
F*cking Ada, f*cking Ada
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
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
F*cking ada, f*cking ada
F*cking ada, f*cking ada
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
Yesterdays targets have gone out of range
Failure infolds me with clammy green arms
Damn the excursions and blast the alarms
For the rest of whats natural Ill lay on the ground
Tell me tomorrow if Im still around
F*cking Ada, f*cking Ada
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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
F*cking Ada, f*cking Ada
F*cking Ada, f*cking Ada
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
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
F*cking ada, f*cking ada
F*cking ada, f*cking ada
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
Yesterdays targets have gone out of range
Failure infolds me with clammy green arms
Damn the excursions and blast the alarms
For the rest of whats natural Ill lay on the ground
Tell me tomorrow if Im still around
F*cking Ada, f*cking Ada
F*cking Ada, f*cking Ada
F*cking Ada, f*cking Ada
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F*cking Ada,
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
F*cking Ada, f*cking Ada
F*cking Ada, f*cking Ada
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
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
F*cking ada, f*cking ada
F*cking ada, f*cking ada
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
Yesterdays targets have gone out of range
Failure infolds me with clammy green arms
Damn the excursions and blast the alarms
For the rest of whats natural Ill lay on the ground
Tell me tomorrow if Im still around
F*cking Ada, f*cking Ada
F*cking Ada, f*cking Ada
F*cking Ada, f*cking Ada
F*cking Ada, f*cking Ada
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