Cud Carl's 115th Coach Trip Nightmare
A lone tree stood alone in its field
The two men met under its branches
They talked, they spoke about old days
They laughed but threw suspicious glances
The precedent's unknown
I don't want to sleep alone
The precedent's unknown
I don't want to sleep alone
Don't want to sleep alone
I can't find no reason
I can't find no rhyme
To live alone in love's season
This sordid pantomime
I was one of those of men
The other had turned coat against us
I'd known him for years and years and years
But now he fought against us in praxis
The precedent's unknown
I don't want to sleep alone
The precedent's unknown
I don't want to sleep alone
Don't want to sleep alone
I can't find no reason
I can't find no rhyme
To live alone in love's season
This sordid pantomime
The meeting over, I fled
Back to my car and my waiting wife
We reflected, we refracted
We spoke of the hurt in our lives
With reluctance, smoked relaxants
And off to her marital bed
I'm quite sure I've never seen
A mattress so tainted, corrupted
The precedent's unknown
I don't want to sleep alone
The precedent's unknown
I don't want to sleep alone
Don't want to sleep alone
I can't find no reason
I can't find no rhyme
To live alone in love's season
This sordid pantomime
I can't find no reason
I can't find no rhyme
To live alone in love's season
This sordid pantomime
