Divine Comedy - Overstrand Lyrics
I reside in prince of wales driveIn a mansion block named primroseWith constant hot water its got all it oughtaBehind victorian windowsBut nonetheless, I must confessIm looking for something granderIf you could see it, youd agreeIts better to be an overstranderIf one rich hag should like my gagsAnd drunkenly drag me to bed in overstrandStand still while I take your picture!I would give her the negativesIf she could deliver the keys of overstrand(and then I would evict her)Oh! to be one of the bourgeoisieLiving in luxury south of the riverIll flirt and philanderIll take huge back-handersI just want to be an overstranderIf that wont work, Ill lift my shirtFor a certain dirty old man in overstrandAnd Ill see that he is happy!When hes dead, his willInstead of bequeathing it to his in-breds as plannedWill hand overstrand to me!And see that I am happy!Ill ponce, Ill pander, Ill gerrymanderI just want to be an overstrander!Beware, miss clark!A walk in the parkIn winter the darkness can fall so fastYou may lose your way, and slip into the riverNo-one will guess that beneath this false chestTheres a gentleman dressed up as youIll fool them all!The men will call, and Ill make them quiver!Ill lie, Ill slander, Ill write for the evening standardI just want to be an overstrander!...please?
