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