Magdalene (My Regal Zonophone) (Brooker / Reid)
Though I know the night has fallen
and the sun's sailed out to sea
I will wait here for the band to play
the trumpet voluntary
And with one foot on the seashore
and the other in the sand
I will stand here plaiting daisies
whilst you play the piano-grand
Caprice, your bugle blew away
the cobwebs from my ears
and for once I stood quite naked.
Unashamed, I wept the tears
which I tried to hide inside
myself from me, I mean from you
but the shame I found too painful
and the pain it only grew
papada
Magdalene, my Regal Zonophone