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