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The Awayday Rover
I was riding the bus, it was number 20
from Holymoor down to the Cemetery Junction.
It was empty when I got on but it filled up by the school
and there was only one seat left when we reached the swimming pool-- next to me.
"One single, please, to the Cemetery", said I
to the jocund but roving conductor's eye.
"Can't you find some fair maid who will sit beside me - for this ride".
Well, I saw her before the bus even slowed down,
her skin black as earth and her eyes deep and brown as the Rother.
Her legs were bare and her dress was white
And the bus pulled over and I saw her stride all aboard.
"One single, please, to the town hall", she said,
(and sweat beads appeared on the conductor's forehead),
"For I've got to work Saturday at the borough revenue archive".
She walked along the aisle, her eyes flashed side to side,
and she saw the leather seat vacant beside me.
But she climbed up to the landing to survey the upper deck,
and she decided on the spot, simply to stay standing far from me.
"I'm single, I'm free", my inner voice lied
to the dark and doubting spirit in my heart's nether side.
But my outward composure was as blasé as could be - a regular awayday rover.
"What's wrong with me, that you won't join me today ?
Is my fly unzipped or my beard in disarray on my face.
Have I an odour problem or is my gut too weighty
or are you just put off by my clothes from nineteen-eighty five ?"
"Oh no", she lied, "I can see by your eyes
that you're a desperate soul and I fear you.
Your psychotic grin and the saliva on your chin and your age tell me not to come near you."
Soon I heard the bell ring and she walked down the aisle,
her dress of white and beautiful smile receding;
and with a zephyr of scent, she upped and went
and stepped off into the Derbyshire weather left me staring at the slits in the leather.
One return, please, to my home on Holymoor,
for I've been tested in fire and you've let me know the score
and I'm feeling kind of tired and I won't ride no more - till I'm older
Music and lyrics © David Banks 1998
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from
Seduction,
released December 24, 2015
Vocals and instruments by The Sedatives (Bjørn Frengstad and David Banks)
Recorded and pre-mixed by The Sedatives
Mixed by Jonny Cole at The Mill Studio, Norfolk
Mastered at Philosopher's Barn, Norfolk
Music and lyrics © David Banks 1998
Track artwork is a public domain image by "calflier001" uploaded to wikimedia commons under the Creative Commons Attribution-Share Alike 2.0 Generic license
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