Verse
E B E A
Sunday Service, Hengistbury Head
E B E A
Down the One Stop when you’re usually in bed
E B E A
Desolate bus like machine room spray abandons us and
E B E
Thelma walks the dog and
A E
Lotty braves the fog and
[Verse 2]
E B E A
Litter here blows in from some where every year and
E B E A
High tide is six month long and five miles wide
E B E A
And the surf shack sells you rain Macs and
E B E A
You can brave the weather or your money back and
E B
You can ruin your clothes
[Verse 3]
E A
Or raindrops on your nose
A
Or wait here at the terminus
G#m
The Sunday evenings omnibus
F#m
Brookside or an ambulance
E
Repossessed or recompensed
A
Common ground on common sense
[Verse 4]
G#m
Intended for the most intense
F#m
Weekends are a weak defence
E
And bus rides here are sixty pence
A E
Oh Oh…. And repeat to fade