39. Bowls — текст песни (Chumbawamba)





Bees buzzing, birds singing
The jack turning off the crown
A lawnmower in the distance
The wood coming nicely `round
Sitting near the green just chatting
A bad rub, a blocked line
Watching that throw for length
A bias on the garden cutting it fine
See you tomorrow, Ada
See you tomorrow, Bill



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