The Next In A Long Line Of Irresponsible Musings (Unmixed, Unmastered & Unloved) Lyrics

This is the place where I was conceived

As mummy gave in to daddy's time of need

Was I a gift, a blessing or goodwill

Or was I because mummy didn't take the pill

This is the house where I spent my first year

Learning to crawl away from what sent me here

I recovered well after my three day nap

And sorry mummy for giving you a heart attack

Daddy, he moved away to this big waste

While I lived with mummy at her parents place

And we still saw each other all the time

And daddy earned lots of money, so that's fine

Cos daddy took all his money and brought this gaff

We invented Cousin's Sunday and had some laughs

And even though we had the neighbours from hell

They're no longer our problem, so I wish them well

Then we moved to somewhere we could settle down

A quiet place in a very rural town

There's plenty of rooms where we play hide and seek

And the garden at the back goes on for weeks

Dad, he works away in London town

But he's home on his days off to sort mum out

And it's nice that we have always got each other

The only thing missing now is a sister or brother

I'd like to show them places that we've been

From Scotland to Isle of Wight, the best of scenes

We travel to most of them by choo-choo train

And I hope to do it with them all over again

Mum, she's got a new car to take us places

Like Cornwall caravans and big sheep races

And if you were wondering why I did this chant

Well, it's basically to tell you that mum's pregnant