Oliver Postgate - Fish Tank

Wasting time is one of my sins

Reinventing an art masochist

Touching up all the dogs in the dark

Who knew colour correlation’s are art?

When I find I’m on my own again

I think of my mum and dad

'cos I’m not quite the same person I was

But I feel fine

'cos the core, is still mine

Well it’s hard to say but walk away

'cos it’s terminal

To say what you want to say

Well it’s hard to say but walk away

'cos it’s terminal

To say what you want to say

When I find I’m on my own again

Il think of my mum and dad

'cos I’m not quite the same person I was

But I feel fine

'cos the core, is still mine

Hold on Ross you’re not alone

Hold on Ross you’re not alone

Hold on Ross you’re not alone

Hold on Ross you’re not alone

Hold on Ross you’re not alone

(Arbitrary thoughts they end in tones and mellow-tones express them)

Hold on Ross you’re not alone

(Arbitrary thoughts they end in tones and mellow-tones express them)

Hold on Ross you’re not alone

(Arbitrary thoughts they end in tones and mellow-tones express them)

Hold on Ross you’re not alone

Hold on Ross you’re not alone

Hold on Ross you’re not alone