Mr ms Grey

mr lady grey misses his girlfriend Sarah

ms earl grey, misses Earl Grey

the evening is grey and bitter like lemon

it's 5 o'clock in the afternoon

they've got cakes they've got scones

they're sitting in the living room

wishing it was their drawing room

they wish, they had their personal harp player

the evenings are grey, and bitter, like lemons

mr lady grey, wishes thoses kids would stay in school forever

ms earl grey, wants her daughter to wed a rich fellow

the evenings are grey, and bitter, like lemons

ms earl grey, goes to the "shops" every day

to get her betting cards and play, maybe she'll win it someday

and come out

as the real big spender

mr lady grey, goes to the dog tracks every day

to get his betting cards and play, maybe he'll win it some day

and come out

as the real big spender

it's morning, it's saturday

they stay at home to watch replays

at the satelite tv that killed their dreams to spend the day in the park

holding hands until after dark

one day their number made the mark

but their ticket came apart

and the was the undoing

they dropped it in the brewing pot of brown tea

and they saw their dream dissolving

the evenings are grey, and bitter, like lemons

the evenings are grey, and bitter, like lemons

the evenings are grey, and bitter, like lemons