Ian Dury And The Blockheads Fucking Ada Lyrics

Fucking Ada Lyrics

Moments of sadness, moments of guilt  

Stains on the memory, stains on the
quilt  

Chapter of incident, chapter and verse  

Sub-heading
chronic, paragraph worse  



Lost in the limelight, backed in the
blaze  

Did it for nine pence, those were the days  

Give me my
acre and give me my plough  

Tell me tomorrow, don't bother me now  



Fucking Ada, fucking Ada

Fucking Ada, fucking Ada



Times at a distance, times without touch  

Greed forms the habit of
asking to much  

Followed at bedtime by builders and bells  

Wait
til the doldrums  which nothing dispels  



Idly, mentally, doubtful
and dread  

Who runs with the beans shall not stale with the bread  

Let me lie fallow and dormant dismay  

Tell me tomorrow, don't bother
today  



Fucking ada, fucking ada  

Fucking ada, fucking ada




Tried like a good un, did it all wrong  t

Thought that the
hard way was taking to long  

To late for regret or chemical change  

Yesterdays targets have gone out of range  



Failure infolds me
with clammy green arms  

Damn the excursions and blast the alarms  

For the rest of whats natural Ill lay on the ground  

Tell me tomorrow
if Im still around  



Fucking Ada, fucking Ada

Fucking Ada,
fucking Ada

Fucking Ada, fucking Ada

Fucking Ada, fucking Ada



Fucking Ada, fucking Ada

Fucking Ada, fucking Ada

Fucking
Ada, fucking Ada

Fucking Ada, fucking Ada



Fucking Ada,
fucking Ada

Fucking Ada, fucking Ada

Fucking Ada, fucking Ada

Fucking Ada, fucking Ada



Fucking Ada, fucking Ada

Fucking
Ada, fucking Ada

Fucking Ada, fucking Ada

Fucking Ada, fucking
Ada



Fucking Ada, fucking Ada

Fucking Ada,