Rain´s like thunder on the canvas It´s been coming down hard all day You´ll get the weather And the people all staying away On the old showground
On the edge of town And the wind buffeting the van Well, whatever I still don´t have a plan
Tried to call you once or twice Drawing a blank That thing we talked about I need to see it in the bank Sitting like a dud in the fairground mud Everything is slower It´s been a bad day For a knife thrower
It was a pound a round in ‘64 With all us kids to feed They stuck together For whatever it was we´d need
Truth is he was flying On one engine all the time Out on the racecourse He knew a bookie in disorganised crime When he couldn´t pick up a payday Or anything else He´d have to come through With a tenner or two Have a little bet against himself Sitting like a dud in the fairground mud Feel I´m sinking lower It´s been a bad day For a knife thrower Sitting like a dud in the fairground mud Feel I´m sinking lower It´s been a bad day For a knife thrower
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