It’s that white stuff again,
Oh no,not again,we don’t know what to do,
Don’t get me wrong,I never do fully know,but surely those clever bods at the council gritting station do!
So,the A31seems to be clear,the trains have beer and crisps,what more could we want,
It’s Sunday,it’s always slow I hear your refrain,
My chorus line around the district line is sublime,
It’s that white stuff again,so mind the gap!
That’s a good chap.