Unhappy Song Songtext

October, November, December,
and still she is gone;
Unhappy Song.

He was torn between the romance and the mundane, he was torn every morning.
He was surprised or was he horrified to find the mundane the more rewarding.
She was upon him before he even knew it.
And anyone who had a hat would surely know:
It only rains when you leave it at home,
and all the umbrellas are broke.
Oh, save yourself a fiver, you're already soaking.

Come on September
and sing me that old unhappy song.
October, Novermber, December,
and still she is gone;
Unhappy Song

Well, there was ice beneath the snow
and everywere else was closed, but the locks had been changed
sure, the neighbours were the same, they said
"You never should treat someone so bad."

They were married in June
She was gone before the leaves were even turning
She said "Well, I knew he was a fool, but I thought my welfare concerned him."
Must the ohe always have to change
Whilst the other must always remain?
Must the cards all be dealt facing down?
Turn away, turn away, turn your blue skies to grey.

Now when it comes to September
I've got my own unhappy song,
October, November, December,
and still she is gone;
Unhappy Song...