Last Year's Diary

For The Pooring Rain
Come inside, here it's nice and warm have a cup of tea I just go and get some cookies From the pooring rain, when it turns november, oh, we are a useless lot looking after our weaker neighbours come tell me your story, I'll try to be patient, I will listen, I might even ask some questions From the silent crowd, when everything turns faster, oh, we are a useless lot looking after our weaker neighbours Because this is a small town ( this is a small town ) you can recognize their faces ( recognize their faces ) this is a small town, so what about big cities? So have a good night, SongtexteI hope they do provide beds with clean and cozy sheets, and remember: you can come again if you like! From the pooring rain, when it turns november oh, we are a useless lot looking after our weaker neighbours You can come again if you like! Aus Songtexte Mania