Lander

Oh, you've been waiting for a while
Down there by the Aldershot Municipal Gardens
Do you think, sometimes on weekends
When it gets light, you could swim there?
Well, maybe if the water was clear

I've been taking some time to myself
I've been thinking a lot
But mainly outside of the box
I really hope that my business speak works
And I get a job 'cause I really need one

Yeah I've been waiting in the docks, for a while
Down there in Aldershot, Camberley, or Staines
I think, I've been packing lunches deep in boxes
I want to be a lawyer
Or someone who hunts foxes

And I think, maybe in a while I could become a doctor
The ambulances don't run anymore, but it's okay
You can get an Uber there for four pounds fifty-five
And if you can't afford that
Well, it only really hurts when it rains

So, arthritis probably doesn't matter a lot
I've been thinking a little bit about that sort of thing
And if you could hopefully agree
I could begin the track by the sound of three

So, oh, you've been hoping a lot
And working on your poses
And living on a yacht in your dreams
And there in Camberley, or Aldershot or Staines
And there it hunches underneath any miserable bridges

And on the weekends, he goes out for a bit
To the Slug and Lettuce, or Wetherspoons if that's shit
There's no club in this town anymore
But if you want to do drugs, you could always go to London

Oh, tend to your flowers for a while
Everything's growing so nicely, July's coming along
I hope that when the winter's finally here you can
Sit in your front room and laugh at your neighbors

Oh, you're a tiny bit old for this
Don't you think it's gonna get better before too long?
Or if it doesn't, I guess you'll be six feet under
Wearing your nicest clothes



Credits
Writer(s): Al Greenwood, Alex Rice, Benjamin Mack, Henry Young, Oli Dewdney, Rob Knaggs
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