In a City Lining [Surbiton] Cardiacs

[Tim's prattle]
Over the fence, an old mother's sympathy makes a spectacle of life
All for the sake of love
A gramophone record is playing, and it makes a noise just like this, listen
(buzzing sound)
Cause it's not working, it's have to get switched off, just in time to hear the small click of a postcard as it comes through the letterbox, which reads:
"Poor soldier, despite all his charms
While he slept, they cut off his arms
And he said 'Thank you sir!'
'Thank you sir!'"
Please mummy!
Please mummy!

[Verse 1]
Oh what a plain necessity to be alive
Always too soon to criticise
I have had under my eyes and nose
My mouth singing me lullabies
I have no right to complain that I am alone
And have no-one permanently
But if one "takes it by the hand" the "funny man" laughs
Forever landing them on me

[Verse 2]
Oh what a plain necessity to be alive
Always too soon to criticise
I have no right to complain and I - this is something else
I don't do [?]
I have no right to complain that I am alone
And have no-one permanently
But if one "takes it by the hand" the "funny man" laughs
Forever landing them on me