Robyn Hitchcock - The Sir Tommy Shovel lyrics

[Robyn Hitchcock - The Sir Tommy Shovel lyrics]

I wish there was a pub
Called The Sir Tommy Shovel it’d be lovely
Lovely it would be we’d go for a pint
And a cauliflower cheese
And find somebody who agrees
With everything you say every single day

I wish there was a pub
Called The Sir Tommy Shovel
He’d never grovel a noble man was he
And there we would be
With Sir Tommy’s portrait
Dimly painted on a varnished board
That hangs above the door
Just beside the outsize trout
On the saloon bar wall
And I would drink responsibly
And hold you like the angel
In the dark abandoned silo of my soul

Let’s meet in a pub called


The Sir Tommy Shovel
It won’t be no hovel, ‘twill be lover-ly
And we’ll have a groove
And a vegan casserole
High above the gaping hole inside my memory
Of all you mean to me i come by night
And I go by stealth
Oh let us drink Sir Tommy’s health

And I would drink responsibly
And hold you like the angel
In the dark abandoned silo of my soul
Hold you like the angel
In the dark abandoned silo of my soul

I will not be drinking in The Racist Loser
It’s not my kind of boozer

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