I've nothing to complain about..

There's an awful lot of rain about, but it's not the cold kind.

I've made the most incredible mess of your floor,

Brought the weather inside on my

Newly-ruined new shoes.



And I got sixty minutes more light, I've got sixty minutes more.

I've got sixty minutes more light, I've got sixty minutes more.

I've got sixty minutes more light, I've got sixty minutes more.

I've got fifty-nine minutes more light, I've got fifty-nine minutes more.



It started with your bottom drawer,

There's nothing in there I haven't seen before!

They're tshirts to you but they're relics to me when you're gone,

So I tipped em all out on the floor

And went looking for MORE.



And I got forty-five minutes more light, I've got forty-five minutes more.

I've got forty-five minutes more light, I've got forty-five minutes more.

I've got forty-five minutes more light, I've got forty-five minutes more.

I've got forty-four minutes more light, I've got forty-four minutes more.



Your cupboard holds nothing but clothes

And your books are all barren of giveaway notes

And I smoked cigarettes that I found in your coat

But there's nothing suspicious, and equally, nothing of mine.

Oh, never mind.



And I got thirty minutes more light, I've got thirty minutes more.

I've got thirty minutes more light, I've got thirty minutes more.

I've got thirty minutes more light, I've got thirty minutes more.

I've got twenty-nine minutes more light, I've got twenty-nine minutes more.



It's nought to be upset about...

If you don't keep my letters, then, it's not such a surprise.

And you'll be home a whole hour late saying

Has it gone eight? I say

Yes, it's gone nine. You say:

O, British Summer Time.



And I got fifteen minutes more light, I've got fourteen minutes more.

I've got thirteen minutes more light to tidy this bombsite! O,

I've got twelve minutes more light, I've got eleven minutes more.

Then, ten minutes too soon, you enter the room with a bottle of wine and say:

O, British Summer Time.

British Summer Time...

British Summer Time.


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