Half Man Half Biscuit - Third Track Main Camera Four Minutes lyrics

I got three from each section on the fixed odds coupon But I still don't want to go to Cuba ‘Cos Cuba's the new destination Cuba's the new Iceland And it'll be full of Italia Conti rejects So no, I don't want to go to Cuba I'd much rather go down to Dorset, with its Wonderful Bulbarrow Hill Wonderful Bulbarrow Hill, alright I've got fur in my kettle and a film on my tea I'm living in a hard water town But I don't let it get me down Far from it… Should any man wish to make himself immortal by painting a picture of wretchedness, then he'd be wasting his time knocking on my door. Maybe go to Mr Galbraith's over the road. There he is now, look, alone in his polytunnel with his pitiful competition onions, neglected for two weeks in Cuba. A no-rosette situation for Mr Galbraith. Oh he shouldn't have gone to Cuba He should have just gone down to Dorset with its Wonderful Bulbarrow Hill Wonderful Bulbarrow Hill Ahhh… Ahhh… Pots and pans Ahhh… Take your coat off or you won't feel the benefit Ahhh… And now I'm going to tell you something Ahhh… Alright, here we go If ever an album title was in dire need of an exclamation mark If ever an album title was in dire need of an exclamation mark It surely had to be Frampton Comes Alive Frampton Comes Alive Run for the hills Frampton Comes Alive One more time Frampton Comes Alive