McCartney

(John: "I Dig Pigmy" by Charles Hawtrey on the Deaf Aids. Phase one in which Doris gets her oats.)

Two of us riding nowhere
Spending someone's hard earned pay
Eou and me Sunday driving,
Not arriving on our way back home-
We're on our way home
We're on our way home
We're going home

Two of us sending postcards
Writing letters on my wall,
You and me burning matches,
Lifting latches on our way back home -
We're on our way home
We're on our way home
We're going home

You and I have memories
Longer than the road that stretches out ahead
Two of us wearing raincoats
Standing solo in the sun,
You and me chasing paper,
Getting nowhere on our way back home -
We're on our way home
We're on our way home
We're going home

Repeat

(We're going home - You've gotta believe it - Goodbye)