Each morning after sunblest
Feel the benefit, mental arithmetic
I waited by the staffroom
In time for benediction
Living a law just short of delusion
When we fall in love there's confusion
This must be the place i waited years to leave
To our voices nobody's listening
We shiver in the rain by the touchline
Then a coach ride to the station
"my lord, the carriage awaiteth!"
Living a law just short of delusion
When we fall in love there's confusion
This must be the place i waited years to leave
This must be the place i waited years to leave
And how
How long?
I'm listening to the words i thought i'd never hear again
A litany of saints and other ordinary men
Kneeling on the parquet
Whatever has gone wrong?
The fear and feeling hopelessness
I don't want to belong
I dreamt i was back in uniform
And a candidate for examination
History, someone had blundered
And a voice rapped "knuckle under!"
Living a law just short of delusion
When we fall in love there's confusion
This must be the place i waited years to leave
This must be the place i waited years to leave
And how
And how
How long?
(trebuet nash narod odnogo)
[our people demand only...]
