Tim
and Neil
David Brown
God knows
Where it comes from
Head in the clouds
Then down in the john
Same song sung with a different feel
Sometimes Tim and sometimes Neil
Half full
Or half empty?
How is the Poison chalice
For me
Two points on the same buckled wheel
There goes Tim - here comes Neil
Spy v spy
Yin and yang
Fight for custody
In the same man
Black and white sheep in the same field
One side Tim, one side Neil
Rubbish thrown in this flip-top
bin
Sooner or later it starts to ming
And it’s better out than in
And that’s how these things begin
Crow’s heart
Inside the dove
Horseshoe
Inside the boxing glove
The spur upon the slippered heel
Sometimes Tim and sometimes Neil
Sweet and sour in the same
meal
Little bit Tim, a little bit Neil |
