The Uxbridge Road
Catering to the baby's needs
I hardly got a wink of sleep
before leaving at twenty to seven
and falling asleep on the 207.
I sailed through Hanwell and Hayes,
missed my stop at The Grapes
and awoke at Uxbridge
with fag burns on my gaberdine mac.
So I caught the bus back
but the same thing happened.
I ended up in High Street Acton
by which time my head was reeling
so I walked home to West Ealing
and instead of earning bread
I went back to bed instead