This is the story of Tuesday, a young girl who comes to swinging London to seek her fortune.
Nigel claims that he and Rich were once having a Sunday pint at the Jolly Gardeners in Putney and Julie Christie came and sat on their table with a friend.
It's a funny old world, Tuesday...
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Chesterfield, Nottingham, Waterloo Bridge
Bedsitland, tin of spam, tiny shared fridge
Monday’s fraught, bus is caught, job interview
Counter girl, Soho whirl, everything new
Peckham grey, this Wednesday, she broke a heel
Shining knight helped her up, free Wimpy meal
Feels herself falling for most of his charms
Where is the harm...
In Tuesday’s world, her heart’s a glass that shatters
So easily, it hardly even matters, why should it?
But this Friday night, her troubles,
like the twisted spire of her hometown
Seem to disappear like bubbles in her glass of Babycham
Hello there Saturday, shine down on me
Underground, overground, Wimbledon tea
Said he’d call 5pm, Sunday’s a must
Sunday’s a bust...
In Tuesday’s world, true love feels so like cashmere
Unlike the Thames, who asks her why she came here, how dare she
Presume that she is Hampstead Heath material,
she’s more like Stockwell
And Monday’s here like a bailiff at the door
Mon-day, Her-day, Wednesday, Thursday
Fri-day, Saturday, Sunday’s turned to dust.
Then Tuesday morning she opened her eyes
when the shy colleague she’d not recognised
Handed her a Fanta at the office party and smiled
She is beguiled
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Tuesday’s a girl, whose world now spins more gently
Go Tuesday girl, the tube is now a Bentley, don’t make me
Come over and kiss your cheek, you used to seem so meek
Now that the rain has cleared and your luck has turned
Say goodbye to all of the tears you’ve burned
And let London show you all you have learned...
You’re a skyline, in your own world, rise up to it
Tuesday fly...
credits
from Taken For A Ride E.P.,
released June 14, 2020
Guest vocals from the wonderful Ms. Lisa Mychols.