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Ian Dury and the Blockheads - Fucking Ada

Moments of sadness, moments of guilt
Stains on the memory, stains on the quilt
Chapter of incidence, chapter and verse
Sub-heading chronic, paragraph worse

Lost in the limelight, baked 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

Fucking Ada, fucking Ada
Fucking Ada, fucking Ada

Times at a distance, times without touch
Greed forms the habit of asking too much
Followed at bedtime by builders and bells
Wake to the doldrums which nothing dispels

Idly, mentally, doubtful and dread
Who runs with the beans shall go stale with the bread
Let me lie fallow in dormant dismay
Tell me tomorrow, don't bother today

Fucking Ada, fucking Ada
Fucking Ada, fucking Ada

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