The Cross Eyed Rambler
Paul Heaton, Steven Trafford
[Verse 1]
How many words should census be?
What language does it take?
What consequence our every move
How much how one would hate?
How bright that sunlight shining down
On any sodden heath?
And just how dim the shadow cast
To those all underneath?
[Verse 2]
How long the journey, quick or slow?
How far off beaten track?
How short the long and winding road?
How long the cul-de-sac?
Which one of us the answers hold?
Which [?popular so sure?]
Just like that cross-eyed rambler
We've been this way before