Cleaning the Castle - Arthur Benson

Bean bags, bingo, and a Playstation 5 Bean bags, bingo, and a Playstation 5 The premise is we're stuck down a mine and now you choose who you want to save That pub where all those things happened is just called 'Moo' now Some kind of burger thing Oh yellow cistern with a big bolt that reminds me of the sports centre Under your layers of paint I see an "H" Oh Misty Can you hear me? Bean bags, bingo, and a Playstation 5 Bean bags, bingo, and a Playstation 5 We thought they might be ashamed They weren't, they weren't We thought they might be ashamed But they weren't Look, contact me for all kinds of spells Bring bags of smashings Then we'll cast in concrete Playstation 5 Playstation 5 Playstation 5 In a concrete front garden, plants grow around the edges of each slabs This leaves a bare patch in their centres In the bare patch, a rotting citrus fruit sits This creates an ambiance, a locus of points, exclusivising the fruit Where can I buy a prism in the shape of a ball? Where can I buy a UK prism ball? I'm refreshing, and I'm refreshing Bear witness Pass no comment Simply be there to see it The citrus fruit back to it's brilliant best

Music to drive to It's been years and I'm starting to like you Around the corner Pigeons are singing on a wooden box Circles form in the puddles, I'm fully awake now Air, it smells like sun rays, and monkeys sit on tombstones Blew a wish, blew a fuse Tried more than once to tell you I tried more than once to tell you Knew before I'd start the fire It's gonna hold us through again Single socks and all darkness Up in the attic of my head Leaves suck me into a dense Laundry basket in my hands I feel a lot worse And take no burdens, look for something to plant Tried more than once to tell you I tried more than once to tell you I blew a wish, I blew a fuse You knew I tried Blew a wish, I blew a fuse I tried more than once to tell you Before I start the fire It's gonna hold us through again Single socks and all darkness Up in the attic of my head Up in the attic of my head Up in the attic of my head Up in the attic of my head Up in the attic of my head Up in the attic of my head Up in the attic of my head Up in the attic of my head Up in the attic of my head Up in the attic of my head Up in the attic of my head Up in the attic of my head Up in the attic of my head Up in the attic of my head Up in the attic of my head Up in the attic of my head