Half Man Half Biscuit - When The Evening Sun Goes Down lyrics

I shout all my obscenities from steeples But please don't label me a madman I'm off to see the Bootleg Beatles As the bootleg Mark Chapman Cafe bars, idiots and pigeons There's far too many in this town So me and the ombudsman are gonna do what we can When the evening sun goes down Yes some of my pullovers are roll-necked It kind of breaks up the ennui But your experimental side project Must have put 10 years on me Opposite the Bannister and Shamrock Which used to be the Rose and Crown I like to play Pat Boone on the county ba**oon When the evening sun goes down When the evening sun goes down (Get on down) When the evening sun When the evening sun When the evening sun goes down When the evening sun When the evening sun When the evening sun goes down There are questions in corners of my mind that lurk Like how do the road gritters get to work Answer me that and you could win a cruise And here's Judy Tzuke to take us up to the news Are these my ultimate pyjamas Is this my final dressing gown I'm sending on this rhyme deep in injury time When the evening sun goes down When the evening sun goes down When the evening sun goes down