Gravy

(I suggest listening to stairway to heaven while reading)

There’s a lady who’s sure all the dinner is cold
And she’s trying to warm up the gravy
Now the gas won’t come through cos the metre is broke
And the fitter can’t get till tomorrow

Ooh ooh and she’s trying to warm up the gravy
There’s a sign on the wall in the gas fitters shop
Saying that he just works for cash dealings
There’s a dog in a box and it’s covered with fleas
That mongrel could do with a good bathing

Ooh it sounds like thunder
Ooh it sounds like thunder

Now the rains pouring down and the streets are all wet
And her coat will let all of the rain in
And the kids on the street are all smoking the weeed
Without the slightest of thoughts for her cooking

Ooh it sounds like thunder
Ooh it really sounds like thunder

In her bedsit small room where she gets out the broom
And she tries to clean up the worn carpet
Each day is a chore but she just carries on
From upstairs she can hear a loud laughter

It’s time for bed now and she must go, set the alarm clock
She has to sign on in the morning
She had a few jobs in the past now, but didn’t stick one
She’s still searching for a well paid one

And it sounds like thunder

Her friend is coming and she don’t know, that she won’t go
Her husband caught her with his best friend
And lady have you seen the clouds blow, bringing the snow
Your gravy still won’t warm without gas

And there’s a wino down the road
Staggering round with a red nose
And he’s where she wants to go
She waves her hand to make him go

Now everywhere is very cold
And the winter is really hard
And she’s still waiting for the gas
And all her drinks she cannot boil
She wants to get off of the dole

And she’s trying to warm up the gravy