Lyrics
Oh, you've been waiting for a while
Down there by the Aldershot Municipal Gardens
Do you think, sometimes on weekends
When it gets light, you could swim there?
Well, maybe if the water was clear
I've been taking some time to myself
I've been thinking a lot
But mainly outside of the box
I really hope that my business speak works
And I get a job, 'cause I really need one
Yeah, I've been waiting
In the docks, for a while
Down there in Aldershot
Camberley or Staines, I think
I've been packing lunches
Deep in boxes
I want to be a lawyer
Or someone who hunts foxes
And I think, maybe, in a little while
I could become a doctor
The ambulances don't run any more
But it's okay
You can get an Uber there for 4 pounds 55
And if you can't afford that
Well, it only really hurts
When it rains
So, arthritis, probably
Doesn't matter a lot
I've been thinking a little bit
About that sort of thing
And if you could
Hopefully agree
I could begin the track
By the sound of three, so
Oh, you've been hoping a lot
Working on your poses
And living on a yacht
In your dreams
I'm there in Camberley
Or Aldershot and Staines
And there, it hunches
Underneath any miserable bridges
And on the weekends
It goes out for a bit
To the Slug and Lettuce
Or Wetherspoons and that shit
There's no club in this town any more
But if you want to do drugs
You could always go to London
Oh, tend to your flowers for a while
Everything's growing so nicely
July's coming along
I hope that
When the winter's finally here
You can sit in your front room
And laugh at your neighbours
Oh, you're a tiny bit old for this
Don't you think?
It's gonna get better
Before too long, or if it doesn't
I guess, you'll be six feet under
Wearing your nicest clothes
Written by: Alex Davies, Alexander Rice, Alexandra Greenwood, Ben Macklin, Benjamin Mack, Davies Alexander James, Henry Young, Oliver Dewdney, Robert Knaggs