The Message (Board) by Adam

I’m going to dance you round the board

Recall old Runrig fables 

Going to sing ‘Ard’ to the garden gnome

And hope the DVD comes out in June 

Go writing on the message board 

Post things til the midnight hours 

Staying up late with the chatroom girls 

Singing every song they gave us 

We’re going to go there all en-mass 

Have lunch in our B-reg Rover

Gonna get lairy on the M35 

The car’s full of apple cores

The husband’s dying to find a good bar

Stopped off for the wife to buy water 

It’s all crosswords in the Telegraph and rolls 

Cries of stomach ache all damn morning

And when we’re wasted after 10 beers 

Who’s to say we hadn’t tried 

To drive fast and avoid all the hedges

But got done for speeding on B175

It was midnight when we got to the castle

But we didn’t even have a prayer 

So we posted an angry message and cursed with all our hearts

And missed out on Runrig’s 30th year!

Chorus

You took your Message Board to the cleaners 

And you watched the topics flow 

Now somewhere out on the website 

It says just 4 months left to go 

You took your family down to Stirling 

And the traffic’s so so slow 

Now everywhere out in that traffic jam 

Cries for beer as we grow old