Nigel
Oh, by the way, Nigel died yesterday
A quiet guy, never had too much to say
He'd been seriously ill
He'd been going downhill
For a very long time
But he had a good time
By the way, Nigel died yesterday
A quiet guy, he never had too much to say
He didn't keep up his appearance
And he never phoned his parents
They were very, very old
And they could be so very rude
And they would say to their friends
"Look at him, he's guilty as sin
Nobody knows what he's on
He's as pale as as ghost
As narrow as a post
But he's our prodigal son
We'll miss him when he's gone"
Oh, by the way, Nigel died yesterday
A quiet guy, never had too much to say
He'd been seriously ill
He'd been going downhill
For a very long time
But he had a good time
And they would say to their friends
"Look at him, as guilty as sin
Nobody knows what he's on
He's as pale as as ghost
He's narrow as a post
But he's our prodigal son
We'll miss him when he's gone"
And they would say to their friends
"Look at him, as guilty as sin
Nobody knows what he's on
He's as pale as as ghost
As narrow as a post
But he's our prodigal son"
"Look at him, as guilty as sin
Nobody knows what he's on
He's as pale as as ghost
As narrow as a post
But he's our prodigal son
We'll miss him when he's gone"
A quiet guy, never had too much to say
He'd been seriously ill
He'd been going downhill
For a very long time
But he had a good time
By the way, Nigel died yesterday
A quiet guy, he never had too much to say
He didn't keep up his appearance
And he never phoned his parents
They were very, very old
And they could be so very rude
And they would say to their friends
"Look at him, he's guilty as sin
Nobody knows what he's on
He's as pale as as ghost
As narrow as a post
But he's our prodigal son
We'll miss him when he's gone"
Oh, by the way, Nigel died yesterday
A quiet guy, never had too much to say
He'd been seriously ill
He'd been going downhill
For a very long time
But he had a good time
And they would say to their friends
"Look at him, as guilty as sin
Nobody knows what he's on
He's as pale as as ghost
He's narrow as a post
But he's our prodigal son
We'll miss him when he's gone"
And they would say to their friends
"Look at him, as guilty as sin
Nobody knows what he's on
He's as pale as as ghost
As narrow as a post
But he's our prodigal son"
"Look at him, as guilty as sin
Nobody knows what he's on
He's as pale as as ghost
As narrow as a post
But he's our prodigal son
We'll miss him when he's gone"
Credits
Writer(s): Christopher O Doherty
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Other Album Tracks
Altri album
- Surf & Mull & Sex & Fun: The Classic Recordings of Mental As Anything
- Mental As Anything At Play (Live)
- Plays At Your Party
- Mental As Anything
- Mental As Anything - EP
- Goat Tracks In My Sandpit
- Shake Off Your Sandals
- iTunes Live from Sydney: Aussie Legends
- (Just Like) Romeo & Juliet [Remastered]
- The World Seems Difficult (Remastered)
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