Hold hands once again with Tim and Damian as they skip merrilythrough the swaying, golden fields of musical nonsense.

Marvel at the lush, verdant gorgeousness of this week’s song, ‘Peter and Jane’. And hear the lads expound on the joys and merits of artistic collaboration, living in the Lake District, and Disney musicals.

It’s another forty-odd minutes of audio pleasure. With a specific emphasis on the ‘odd’.

LYRICS:

Peter and Jane

Music: Damian Scott

Words: Tim Riley

The daring deeds of a daring man

Can’t impress you in the way I can

The meek and mildness of human kindness

Can get to you

You

Peter and Jane watch movies

Shouldn’t we do that

Peter and Jane go walking

Wouldn’t that be good

And when they’re stuck for words

They gaze into each other’s eyes

And when they’re stuck for words

They gaze

Lucky for me you especially

Like to hear my voice constantly

How long will it take

For this ice to break

Through

Peter and Jane watch movies

Shouldn’t we do that

Peter and Jane go walking

Wouldn’t that be good

And when they’re stuck for words

They gaze into each other’s eyes

And when they’re stuck for words

They gaze

Now and again you seem to be

A completely different person to me

It’s so confusing

I keep losing touch

With you

Peter and Jane watch movies

Shouldn’t we do that

Peter and Jane go walking

Wouldn’t that be good

And when they’re stuck for words

They gaze into each other’s eyes

And when they’re stuck for words

They gaze

Time again to clamber aboard the soul-fired train of musical memories with your drivers Tim and Damian.

This week, the mates present ‘Tea and Biscuits’, a song that draws upon the stop-frame joys of Trumptonshire and tabloids. Along the scenic route, they’ll discuss life, first jobs, and Tim’s close and lasting relationship with Billy Bragg (almost).

It’s another unmissable ride – and you’ll get there in 45 minutes (or if you can’t then you can claim a ticket refund via a cunningly complex online process).

LYRICS:

Tea and Biscuits

words and music by Damian Scott

Tea and biscuits as you curse into your cup

Beer and grumbling as you swear your time is up

Words of wisdom as you put the world to rights

The morning paper to see who won the fight

Ten o’clock and never late

You’re waiting for the early morning break

And the papers will tell you what’s going on in the world

Tea and biscuits as you toast the bride

[Papers, read all about it in the papers]

A royal wedding for the folks inside

Tea and biscuits as the hooter blows

[Papers, read all about it in the papers]

Pull up your trousers and wipe your nose

The Sun or Mirror left by the toilet seat

Smiling Sam is there to make your day complete

A perfect figure and a page of misspelt words

She’s sitting pretty in her sealskin and her furs

Ten o’clock and never late

You’re waiting for the early morning break

And the papers will tell you what’s going on in the world

Tea and biscuits as you toast the bride

[Papers, read all about it in the papers]

A royal wedding for the folks inside

Tea and biscuits as the hooter blows

[Papers, read all about it in the papers]

Pull up your trousers and wipe your nose

Like or lump it as you contemplate your shares

It’s cake or crumpet for the chaps that work upstairs

Ten o’clock and never late

You’re waiting for the early morning break

And the papers will tell you what’s going on in the world

Tea and biscuits as you toast the bride

[Papers, read all about it in the papers]

A royal wedding for the folks inside

Tea and biscuits as the hooter blows

[Papers, read all about it in the papers]

Pull up your trousers and wipe your nose

It’s time once again to rope up to Tim and Damian as they traverse the rocky (‘n’ rolly) wastelands of bandmatery.

This week, our musical explorers discuss banishment from a famed pub…van breakdowns… a lovely and much-missed fella called Martin Ruby…inspirational management…getting kitted out at Afflecks Palace…dodgy ‘Suede’ bootleg cassettes… and a recording studio called Frog.

And, as if that weren’t enough (and it probably isn't), the show culminates in a newly recorded version of an old ‘Boat Thief’ live set classic, Tim’s marvellous paean to Edinburgh: ‘Morningside Road’.

Och, the new!

🎧 BOAT THIEF

LYRICS:

Morningside Road

words and music by Tim Riley

Well, I wrap my coat around me

And I wish that you were here

So I can take your hand in the Canny Man’s

And make things disappear

Come with me and share my load

I’m gonna walk with you down Morningside Road

Come with me and share my load

I’m gonna walk with you down Morningside Road

So I nudge the sleeping city

As I’m walking through her streets

And I kick my toes at the falling snow

As it settles around my feet

Come with me and share my load

I’m gonna walk with you down Morningside Road

Come with me and share my load

I’m gonna walk with you down Morningside Road

Well, I’ve always seen this place as my second home

And the city is my friend when I’m all alone

So I’m counting every hour

Til I’m with her once again

Til I again embrace that wondrous place

That mistress to so many, many men

Come with me and share my load

I’m gonna walk with you down Morningside Road

Come with me and share my load

I’m gonna walk with you down Morningside Road