There was a middle-aged man from Reading The grind was doing his head in Up and down on the train Back and forth in the rain Always twixt London and…
I wandered lonely as a cloud
Which is fine because I hate the other stupid clouds
There was a middle-aged man from Reading The grind was doing his head in Up and down on the train Back and forth in the rain Always twixt London and…
Which is fine because I hate the other stupid clouds