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Uffington Wassail

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Half Man Half Biscuit, often abbreviated to "HMHB", are an indie rock band from Birkenhead, England, active sporadically since the 1984, known for its satirical, sardonic, and sometimes surreal songs. The group consists of Nigel Blackwell (lead vocals, guitar), Neil Crossley (bass), Ken Hancock (lead guitar), and Carl Henry (drums). Throughout their career they have been signed to Probe Plus records.

The band's first single, The Trumpton Riots, topped the British Independent Chart in 1986

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Four years of hard work!

This month of May we celebrated four years on the air. We continue working on the dissemination of this wonderful instrument, thank you for participating in our story!

[Intro]

E A E (x6)

E A E
Oh say I’m not the only one to fill with trepidation
A E
Walking across the forecourt of the fire station
A E
My wariness consumes me, yet still protects me from
A E E A E (x2)
The dimmer switch and the membership of Britannia Music Club.

A E
I adventured for a fortnight in the valley of the Rhone
A E
Defied capricious mistrals on which tragedies are blown
A E
Dismounting at the roadside to lubricate my chain
A E
I heard the hounds of retribution barking their refrain:

Let’s go the Met Bar, and cause an altercation
E A E (x8)
Let’s go the Groucho, and snap at rakish heels.

A E
For a month I went all floppy just to see where I’d end up
A E
The morgue was my considered guess, or maybe Martinique
A E
The stern grind of reality however took its course
A E E A E
I stayed exactly where I was and suffered endless Feltz.

A E
Because you had a daughter and chose to call her Raine
A E
Because you didn’t indicate to go down Woodchurch Lane
A E
Your Am-Dram class had been postponed indefinitely
A E
‘Cos the root of Jesse’s just turned up in glorious majesty.

Singing “Sealed Knot Society, let’s see you try and do this one:
E A E (x4)
Luton Town: Millwall, nineteen eighty-five”.

B
Hand me down my silver trumpets, sound the revolution bell
E A E (x2)
There’s a Cher impersonator rising up in Israel.

A E
Late Lunch audience: we’ve got all your addresses
A E
Lazy greedy farmers: pick your own strawberries
A E
Is that our phone ringing or is it on the telly?

Let’s do the bongo-laced twenty-second album!

E A E
Vreni Schneider, you’re my downhill lady
A E
Vreni Schneider, you’re the queen of the slopes
A E
Vreni Schneider, you’re my downhill lady
A E
Vreni Schneider, you’re the queen of the slopes.