Half Man Half Biscuit – Dead Men Dont Need Season Tickets (Guitar)

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 Telephone call telling me my old friend Graham had died

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I took a ride down to where I could be of assistance.

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 I said to his wife don’t give into grieving cliché and turn

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His side of the room into a shrine, it just doesn’t work.

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My arm round her shoulder, gently I told her

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 Dead men don’t need season tickets.

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 Now that he’s gone you’re gonna need a helping hand with the lawn

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Various chores – not least of all, those funeral arrangements.

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 If I were you I’d get myself away from all that relates

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Week in the lakes, reasonable rates early September.

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Now I’m no hotelier, just thought I’d tell yer

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 Dead men don’t need season tickets.

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Maybe I’m forward, maybe I’m morbid

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 Dead men don’t need season tickets.

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 Dead men don’t need season tickets.

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 In the mortuary, in the mortuary

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 In the mortuary, in the mortuary.