Your Father And I - Quench

(heaton/rotheray) It was the middle of winter And i drove us in my car The snow started falling So we stopped off at a bar The beer started flowing And your mother and i took the floor But by the last dance we were tired So i booked a room next door So if anyone […]

Window Shopping For Blinds - Quench

(heaton/rotheray) One day i’m loaded, next day i’m broke Spent all my money on whisky and coke Riding high ’till the rock hit the spoke It’s like window shopping for blinds Spent all my money on a sunbed tan Spoke the best that a young girl can Ended up with a blind drunk man It’s […]

The Table - Quench

(heaton/rotheray) This table has four sturdy legs And a heart of very near wild oak When others would have screamed out loud my friend This one never even spoke I’ve been sat upon, i’ve been spat upon I’ve been treated like a bed Been carried like a stretcher, When someone thinks they’re dead I’ve been […]

The Slide - Quench

(heaton/rotheray) When you’re too old for the swings You tend to choose the slide And they never seem to warn you The slide’s your final ride And when you’re at the top of it And you cannot see the end Either don’t let go son – or grab the nearest friend The slide is no […]

The Lure Of The Sea - Quench

(heaton/rotheray) If i walk like a fool, i’ve walked like that since school But maybe it’s the lure of the sea Who knows the effect, That whisky could’ve had on me It could’ve been the lure of the sea ’cause leather ain’t as strong as the weather But leather can strangle any dream And leather […]

Pockets - Quench

(heaton/rotheray) Here comes pockets His trousers hold a thousand deadly sins The maddest things we ever found in bins He clutches them and looks at you and grins Here comes pockets The children wary of what they may contain The linen may have changed, the contents same A trouser-treasure island with no name And socially […]

Perfect 10 - Quench

(heaton/rotheray) She’s a perfect 10, but she wears a 12 Baby keep a little 2 for me She could be sweet 16, bustin’ out at the seams It’s still love in the first degree When he’s at my gate, with a big fat 8 You wanna see the smile on my face And even at […]

Losing Things - Quench

(heaton/rotheray) I’m losing things That’s what old-fashioned love brings Lost the key to the house The feeling in my mouth I’m losing things I’m forgetting things That’s what old-fashioned love brings Forgot the number of the street The shoes on your feet I’m forgetting things ’cause i’ve a limited capacity in my brain When my […]

Look What I Found In My Beer - Quench

(heaton/rotheray) Look what i found in my beer A couple of dancing ladies and a ticket out of here Look what i found in my beer A start to being lonely and an end to my career Look what he found in his gin Lights’ looking lively when love’s looking dim Look what he found […]

I May Be Ugly - Quench

(heaton/rotheray) With a face like a crab’s bus ticket And skin like a llama’s door mat He was always gonna struggle Nature had seen to that He dreamt of those old-fashioned movies Where bogart gets the dame But a lorry load of lorre Is still the score of pain And he sings I may be […]