Lyrics The Beautiful South

The Beautiful South

I Love You (But You're Boring)

Birds are singing in the trees

As we rise up on a beautiful morning

But I can't hear

That beautiful sound

Because I'm permanently yawning

What about the time of the fancy dress

When you came dressed as your mum

And there I was splendid in my penguin suit

So scared to show my bill

You must have been listening to your Carousel

Your Carousel, that Carousel

Remember the time

When I turned the house into a rocket ship

And you refused to come to Mars

You said "It's too far"

You had to be back by six to watch your Carousel

Saturn's much too far

You had to watch Carousel (What's going on in there?)

When we first met

I asked you for your hand

I didn't really mean that hand

I meant join hands

Bake phallic cake (Bake phallic cake)

Carry round sticky tape

And love those devil dogs

Be an Indian elephant (Be an Indian elephant)

Bait straight people

But you must have missed my wink

You must have missed my wink

(I love you,

But you're boring, you know,

I really do love you

But you're so particularly boring)

Maybe you were too busy listening to Carousel

watching Carousel, living Carousel

You were listening to Carousel

You were watching Carousel