It’s only too clear   And I know you hate to state the obvious   But the houses round here   Hold jumble sales and joblessness      I always thought autumn was my favourite time of the year   But I guess I’d forgotten   How cold it can get when the sun disappears      You sounded so sure   That I’d come to your side when you came to your senses   But we stood at the door   And fought ’til your neighbours had come to their fences      You called me a bad weather friend   And I think that I know what you meant   But your letters are all heaven sent   The others I get are all from the government      It’s all part and parcel   Of having next to nothing to do   But if I was the king of the castle   I’d throw away the throne for you