Lyrics Pinball - Brian Protheroe
And
I've
run
out
of
pale
ale
And
I
feel
like
I'm
in
jail
And
my
music
bores
me
once
again
And
I've
been
on
the
pinball
And
I
now
longer
know
it
all
And
they
say
that
you
never
know
when
you're
insane
Got
fleas
in
the
bedroom
Got
flies
in
the
bathroom
And
the
cat
just
finished
off
the
bread
So
I
walk
over
Soho
And
I
read
about
Monroe
And
I
wonder
was
she
really
what
they
said?
Got
a
call
from
a
good
friend
Come
on
down
for
the
weekend
Didn't
know
if
I
could
spare
the
time
I
knew
a
woman
who
was
crazy
About
a
boy
who
was
lazy
But
it
didn't
work
out
'cause
they
just
couldn't
make
it
rhyme
Hey
Jude,
you
were
alright
I
could
have
grooved
with
you
all
night
But
you
turned
your
back
on
the
party
game
Mama,
if
I
keep
my
head
clean
Will
I
really
have
a
good
dream?
Or
will
I
wake
up
in
confusion
just
the
same
And
I've
run
out
of
pale
ale
(and
I've
been
on
the
pinball)
And
I
feel
like
I'm
in
jail
(and
I
no
longer
know
it
all)
Got
fleas
in
the
bedroom
(so
I
walk
over
Soho)
Got
flies
in
the
bathroom
(and
I
read
about
Monroe)
Got
a
call
from
a
good
friend
(you
a
woman
who
was
crazy)
Come
on
down
for
the
weekend
(about
a
boy
who
was
lazy)
Hey
Jude,
you
were
alright
(mama,
if
I
keep
my
head
clean)
I
could
have
grooved
with
you
all
night
(will
I
really
have
a
good
dream?)
And
I've
been
on
the
pale
ale
(and
I've
been
on
the
pale
ale)
And
I
feel
like
a
pinball
(and
I
feel
like
a
pinball)
And
I
feel
like
a
pinball
And
I
feel
like
a
pinball
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