Nigel Stonier - One For The Ditch

Goodnight you heroes, you bar-stool De Niro’s
Here’s one for the ditch
Here’s one for the chancers to learn
And the lovers to sing
For the place just got fuller of chaos and colour
The pool table prophets came free
But here’s one for the ditch
With the world disappearing
The black fog is clearing
Where else would you be?

Goodnight you boy racers, you ambulance chasers
Here’s one for the ditch
Here’s one for the dealers to learn
And the dreamers to sing
We’ve all got different names for the shortfalls and shames
When, eventually, they become clear
But here’s one for the ditch
‘Cause there’s no retribution
Just sweet absolution
That waits for you here

Fiddles and drums suit you just fine
Everyone’s Irish by quarter past nine
So somebody just make a deal with the moon
And don’t let the morning come knocking too soon

Goodnight you do-rights, you laddettes and luddites
Here’s one for the ditch
Here’s one for the brothers to learn
And the sisters to sing
Here’s one for distraction that kept you from action
From being the person you might
And here’s one for the ditch
And here’s a toast to the mess
And a drunkard’s “God bless”
Then it’s “thank you, goodnight”

Here’s one for distraction that kept you from action
From being the person you might
And here’s one for the ditch
And here’s a toast to the mess
And a drunkard’s “God bless”
Then it’s “thank you, goodnight”