mr lady grey misses his girlfriend Sarah
ms earl grey, misses Earl Grey
the evening is grey and bitter like lemon

it's 5 o'clock in the afternoon
they've got cakes they've got scones
they're sitting in the living room
wishing it was their drawing room
they wish, they had their personal harp player

the evenings are grey, and bitter, like lemons

mr lady grey, wishes thoses kids would stay in school forever
ms earl grey, wants her daughter to wed a rich fellow

the evenings are grey, and bitter, like lemons

ms earl grey, goes to the "shops" every day
to get her betting cards and play, maybe she'll win it someday
and come out
as the real big spender

mr lady grey, goes to the dog tracks every day
to get his betting cards and play, maybe he'll win it some day
and come out
as the real big spender

it's morning, it's saturday
they stay at home to watch replays
at the satelite tv that killed their dreams to spend the day in the park
holding hands until after dark

one day their number made the mark
but their ticket came apart
and the was the undoing
they dropped it in the brewing pot of brown tea
and they saw their dream dissolving

the evenings are grey, and bitter, like lemons
the evenings are grey, and bitter, like lemons
the evenings are grey, and bitter, like lemons