June 30, 2006

A song for Lee Road…

Inspired by spoofers everywhere, I bring you;

Empty beds in Empty Bedrooms

There's a grief that can't be spoken
There's a pain goes on and on,
Empty beds in empty bedrooms,
now my friends have all moved on,

Here we talked of playing Munchkin,
here it was we lit the flame,
Here we sang about our evenings,
Then went out for a frisbee game.

From Jubes bedroom in the corner,
We could see a house unclean
But we just carried on singing,
And I can hear us now;
The very glasses which we drank from
Were our cocktailed communion,
Now the lonely chav junction, at dawn.

Oh my friends, my friends forgive me
That the alcohol's all gone
There's a grief that can't be spoken,
Still the cleaning does go on…

Chris has used every pan in sight,
Jo has long since closed the door,
Casper took a plane to Sweden,
Carrie's packed her car once more,

Oh my friends, my friends don't ask me
What your Warwick degrees are for,
Empty beds in empty bedrooms,
Where my friends will sleep no more.

- 3 comments by 1 or more people Not publicly viewable

  1. That was awesome Claire, I have an urge to listen to the whole of Les Mis now :)

    30 Jun 2006, 09:34

  2. Jo Harvey

    im sad now :(

    30 Jun 2006, 13:16

  3. Dave

    Worry not fair minstrel. Find solace in the knowledge that I will always be just down the hall…

    30 Jun 2006, 21:17

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