Pembroke
Landladies are real strange people
gotta watch what they do
Rent places for real fat prices
then outa the blue
raise hell outa noise and suchlike
and my boogie kazoo
Send her a valentine
She goes for her walks on Wednesdays
on a Saturday night
straight down to the local graveyard
by the moody moonlight
She likes to read all the tombstones
reads between the lines
Makes meanings that spell her stories
then makes 'em all rhymes
Send her some Valentines
She keeps her monkeys in a budgie's case
I have heard them cry
"Save our souls! We don't wanna die
so young"
