Jack Knife - Blancmange

Feeling really sory for the jack knife lorry

The driver on his phone

Speaking to a drone

Cold and damp call centre

South of Leominster

All directions are of the spouts

Said the drone

Please don’t shout

I can assist you with your problem sir

He heard the drone as per

I’m putting you on hold

Black rings of fat, the plot unfolds

Reeling from the shot

Trapped in Blackpool rock

Wrapped up tight in cellophane

Sandstorm on the front again

A cold, and condensation

Lights of a scant consolation

So far from home

So far from home

So far

So far from

So far from home

So far from home

So far

So far from