The Weirdest Week of the Year Lyrics – Mitch Benn

The mince pies are gone, the pudding as well
There’s some turkey left but it’s starting to smell
What day of the week is it? No-one can tell
It’s the weirdest week of the year

Christmas is gone; it’s not New Year yet
Time has no meaning, the hours we forget
Just lingering hangovers and digestive regret
It’s the weirdest week of the year

Some vеstigial relatives
Might be waiting for you to gee see ‘еm
Nothing else is happening
In the festive perineum

For five or six days the world is on hold
No snow to play with, it’s rainy and cold
We’re feeling bewildered dyspeptic and old
It’s the weirdest week of the year

It’s the weirdest week of the year
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Mitch Benn Lyrics – The Weirdest Week of the Year

Mitch Benn

The Weirdest Week of the Year