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Chuck a welly
At the blooming’ telly
Nothin good on
‘part from a weather con
Saying it’s gonna rain and it turns out sunny
It’s gonna be dry and it turns out runny
What’s happening up North who cares about that?
That’s about as interesting as next doors cat!
Then there’s the news, all doom and gloom
Things going nuclear with a sonic boom
Murdoch Mysteries and Veronica Mars
Britains best bakes and revamped cars
There’s the grandest designs and the smartest cop
The weirdest looking alien with a cherry on top
It’s all on telly, just which channel to choose
Press any button you’ve got nothing to lose
Just as you find something good the picture then freezes
that bloody sky box just does what it pleases!
Now it’s time for bed and while you’re sat there yawning
You’ll be thinking about what to do in the morning 
Sit there in silence and enjoy the peace
Listen to the honking of overhead geese
The humming of the fridge and the breeze from the fan
I’m so easy to please, such a simple man
Just wish I could make it clear to the wife
How I love her so close, the best part of my life
Anyway, signing off now before I go getting all teary
It’s been a long week and I’m feeling all weary
But I’ve still got the energy to text you again
All going well I’ll be up till ten