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Oh bugger, we've run out of oil in the middle of January. And I'm certainly not going to order anymore into this house, since we're moving from here in three months and a bit. Lucky thing really that I happen to own a lot of woollen bits and bobs... It's so cold outside It's even colder when you get inside I have to wear big clothes Maybe a trench coat or a parka, I suppose Thermal vest and runny nose I don't want to get marmite on my clothes The boiler doesn't work it just makes it worse Knowing there's a thing that's supposed to make me warmer The boiler doesn't work it just makes it worse Looking at the lump of metal Firing up the kettle The pressure is nought point three I bled the system but the system bled me The gasman didn't call I wrote a sonate to explain it all I wanted warmth or empathy Instead the gasman's wife just swore at me The boiler doesn't work it just makes it worse Knowing there's a thing that's supposed to make me warmer The boiler doesn't work it just makes it worse Looking at the lump of metal Firing up the kettle Where's the instruction book? Where should I start to look? Ooh I might die ...as heard on Smack the Pony...
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