Pawsons Road

Nick Garrett invites you to respectfully click below and hear his latest number; the words are printed below if you wish to sing along decorously.

Voice, guitars, ukulele: Nick

Keyboards and synths: Stu

Recorded: 11th Jan 2005

The Crematorium In Pawsons Road (Garrett)

Jack came back from Timbuctoo

With nothing but a sticky case of impetigo

He’d gone out there, to have some fun

And catch a little bit of oriental sun

When he come back, he done some smack

And found that he was out of luck

Cos the needle was dirty

And poor old Jack had Hepatitis C

Pawson’s Road, Pawson’s Road

The crematorium’s on your left in Pawsons Road

Now poor old Bill died at fifty-three

His liver was gone and he couldn’t pee

He’d once been a heavyweight

But the cider took him down to six stone eight

And auntie Mabel and her pensioner son

She remembered seeing hansom cabs and world war one

Well they’re all gone now, all down the hole

They all went up the chimney down in Pawsons Road

Pawsons Road, Pawsons Road

They all sing Jerusalem in Pawson’s Road

Then poor old Ben, just thirteen

Killed by a speeding car he hadn’t seen

The driver was charged for the fatality

But he got off the hook on a technicality

And poor old Beryl, much loved mum

A dozy fucking doctor took her from her sons

And all the beds, down Mayday

Might be your last stop before eternity

Pawsons Road Pawsons Road

They pay their last respects down in Pawsons Road

And family weeps and looks at the wreaths

All sent from a shop in Thornton Heath

And the pallbearers shuffle and try to hide

The next coffin going in the other side

And it’s one in one out, half hour each

Before they’re gone forever into the breech

Then it’s Uncle Charlie, smoking a fag

And a little pot of ashes in a plastic bag

In Pawsons Road, Pawsons Road

There’s three pubs with function rooms in Pawsons Road

And at the wake, they’re starting to cry

Tears fall on the egg mayo and gala pie

Then Mad Albert, just for a laugh

Throws half a pint of stella at his other half

Then the row kicks off and the family’s appalled

And it all ends up with the Old Bill called

And the drink kicks in

And they’re taking bets

On which one of them is going to be the next

Pawsons Road, Pawsons Road

There’s been a lot of weeping down in Pawsons Road

Pawsons Road, Pawsons Road,

They all sing Jerusalem in Pawsons Road

And the drink kicks in

And they’re taking bets

On which one of them will be the next

Down in Pawsons Road, Pawsons Road

They’ll send you off in style down in Pawsons Road

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