There Are Bad Times Just Around The Corner (Live)

There Are Bad Times Just Around the Corner - Noel Coward

They're out of sorts in sunderland

And terribly cross in kent

They're dull in hull

And the isle of mull

Is seething with discontent

They're nervous in northumberland

And devon is down the drain

They're filled with wrath

On the firth of forth

And sullen on salisbury plain

In dublin they're depressed lads

Maybe because they're celts

For drake is going west lads

And so is everyone else

Hurray hurray hurray

Misery's on the way

There are bad times just around the corner

There are dark clouds hurtling through the sky

And it's no good whining

About a silver lining

For we know from experience that they won't roll by

With a scowl and a frown

We'll keep our peckers down

And prepare for depression and doom and dread

We're going to unpack our troubles from our old kit bag

And wait until we drop down dead

There are bad times just around the corner

The horizon's gloomy as can be

There are black birds over

The grayish cliffs of dover

And the rats are preparing to leave the b b c

We're an unhappy breed

And very bored indeed

When reminded of something that nelson said

While the press and the politicians nag nag nag

We'll wait until we drop down dead

From colwyn bay to kettering

They're sobbing themselves to sleep

The shrieks and wails

In the yorkshire dales

Have even depressed the sheep

In rather vulgar lettering

A very disgruntled group

Have posted bills

On the cotswold hills

To prove that we're in the soup

While begging kipling's pardon

There's one thing we know for sure

If england is a garden

We ought to have more manure

Hurray hurray hurray

Suffering and dismay

There are bad times just around the corner

And the outlook's absolutely vile

There are home fires smoking

From windermere to woking

And we're not going to tighten our belts and

Smile smile smile

At the sound of a shot

We'd just as soon as not

Take a hot water bottle and go to bed

We're going to untense our muscles till they sag sag sag

And wait until we drop down dead

There are bad times just around the corner

We can all look forward to despair

It's as clear as crystal

From bridlington to bristol

That we can't save democracy and we don't much care

If the reds and the pinks

Believe that england stinks

And that world revolution is bound to spread

We'd better all learn the lyrics of the old red flag

And wait until we drop down dead

A likely story

Land of hope and glory

Wait until we drop down dead