Harsh Times In Umberstone Cove
Half Man Half Biscuit


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[Verse 1]
Geraldine, Geraldine, it's just a selling plate; nobody cares
Don't be so self-conscious, what became of the carefree you?
The one who would whistle to Throbbing Gristle through
Harsh times in Umberstone Covert.
Scoffing at the notion of a shoulder to cry on, the very thought of a rock to rely on
Astonishing therefore to look at you now, bitter at the gall, reaching for the mainland.

I will mend you, and I will tend to you
Take it as read with a needle and thread
When you're falling apart at the seams I will make that stich in time.

[Verse 2]
C-c-c-cavalcades, accolades, giddy escapades, do you recall
Cheap mischief most Tuesday's – Emma Rollahead avoids you still
Sour faced she picked out the gherkins, saw Christ in Dorothy Perkins
Oh Geraldine, we were so laissez-faire, every other day was a non-sequitur.
Hadron Collider, who's there? Knock knock

I'll repair you, be right there for you
At the end of the bed, reupholstering your head
When events are unfolding inside I'm on hand to cast your mind.

Geraldine, Geraldine, Geraldine
Geraldine, Geraldine, Geraldine
Your problems – I'll treat them as mine
Tomorrow morning everything will be fine
Jean Greenhowe shall grant us a pardon
We'll eat Battenberg and stare at the garden
Geraldine, Geraldine, Geraldine
Geraldine, Geraldine, oh Geraldine
Geraldine, oh Geraldine.

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