Rolling Sideways from Sleep Sound by Hope and Social

I've been down for seven days without my fields or songs of praise.
(Rolling sideways, rolling sideways)
Snuffling here in bed I lie with the TV as my only guide.
(Rolling sideways, rolling sideways again)

Maybe it's this blasted tincture but I see no real distinction,
(Rolling sideways, rolling sideways)
Between the bombs and the mass infection and the adverts selling loan protection.
(Rolling sideways, rolling sideways)

And the wind howls so hard...
And the rain pounds at my door...

I'm longing for the good old days when Brillo scrubbed our wrongs away.
(Rolling sideways, rolling sideways)
And ignorance was pursued with ardour and the sex and lies kept in the larder.
(Rolling sideways, rolling sideways)

I think I've found a clear opinion of the best way we can face oblivion.
(Rolling sideways, rolling sideways)
It's with your socks pulled up and your braces tight and your lip kept stiff and your humour dry.
(Rolling sideways, rolling sideways)

And the wind howls so hard...
And the rain pounds at my door...
And where is she, in our hour of need?
Oh Queenie won't you comfort me?

So we'll gather up our family, gather up our friends,
Gather up the ones we think we want to perish with...

And the wind howls so hard...
And the rain pounds at my door...
And where is she, in our hour of need?
Oh Queenie won't you comfort me?

• A Yorkshire E-Street Band
• Alternative
• Indie
• Rock
• folk songs and anthems
• Leeds