A Solitary Life Lyrics - Front Parlour Ballads - Richard Thompson

Sometimes I long for the solitary life 

Parents long gone, no kids, no wife 

Sister somewhere in Australia 

Never did keep in touch 

Sex no more than a how-do-ye-do 

With a copy of Penthouse in the loo 

Socially a bit of a failure 

Nice not to have to try too much 

A solitary life 

A life of small horizons 

Dull as the pewter sky over North West Eleven 

A solitary life 

A life of small horizons 

Dull as the pewter sky over North West Eleven 

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A serious hobby in the garden shed 

Model trains, or soldiers in lead 

Join the suburban boffins of Britain 

Experts on trivial things 

And holidays in the Yorkshire Dales 

Or cycling tours of the North of Wales 

Unenvious of those flea-bitten 

On continental flings 

A solitary life 

A life of small horizons 

Dull as the pewter sky over North West Eleven 

Excitement comes by subtle means 

The satisfaction of routines 

Small revenges at the office 

Smug little victories 

You work on your pallor, complexion like paste 

Like the grey defeat on an inmates face 

A life spent adding losses and profits 

Resigning by degrees 

Photos 

A solitary life 

A life of small horizons 

Dull as the pewter sky over North West Eleven 

A solitary life 

A life of small horizons 

Dull as the pewter sky over North West Eleven 

And come to the end, sad and alone 

A steady reliable tumour you've grown 

From selfish years, while all your peers 

Have stressfully jogged to health 

In life you were always quite numb 

And foggier now, you soon succumb 

In drab St. Barts on the new by-pass 

Death overcomes by stealth 

A solitary life 

A life of small horizons 

Dull as the pewter sky over North West Eleven 

A solitary life 

A life of small horizons 

Dull as the pewter sky over North West Eleven