The Great Pretender

[Verse 1]

Monica sighed, rolled onto her side

She was so impressed that she just surrendered

She was moved by his wheels, she was just up from Wales

He was fuelled by her coals and he was coming to catch her

Lose the sense of time, nail down the blinds

And in the succulent dark, there's a sense of ending

Joking aside, the mechanical bride

Has fallen prey to the Great Pretender

[Guitar Solo]

[Verse 2]

Let me just point out discreetly

Though you never learn

All those tawdry late-night weepies

I could make you weep more cheaply

As the empty moon enamels

Monica with spoons and candles

Bangs around without the light on

Furniture to get it right on

Settled in a homely fishpool

Hung with little eels

Often thinks that travel widens

Stay at home; the Trout obliges

Monica sighed, rolled onto her side

She was so impressed that she just surrendered