Gondola

Lyrics for Gondola

(Okay) Good Morning, Britain A soft-boiled egg Piers is on Lorraine Shooting pains down my left leg Holly and Phil can pay your energy bills Dead wasp on the windowsill The last drops of Blossom Hill Hailstones on the bus up to Lidl The booze-aisle is dark and wide A cork upon its ceaseless tide Ah Let the darkness roll inside Ah And I went to work for dad In the jewelry shop I wish I had gone on to higher education But Tom was always the clever one Cash In The Attic, A Place In The Sun A very long-overdue phone call from my son William Deal Or No Deal, or no deal, or no deal, or no deal Box number 17 is opened to reveal a wound that's never healed Ah TV drifting out of sight A cup filled to the brim of night Ah Let the darkness roll inside Ah I don't want any more regrets My dreams died like dolphins in a net I never got to go to Venice And how many summers have I left? I still can't believe I'm a grandma Jen just passed her driving test I'm going to put a couple of thousand pounds towards a car And take her on holiday, make memories before it's all too late There we are beneath the Rialto Bridge Huddled in a gondola