Departures

D D The bus pulled into Heathrow and it left me on the street D G I went to find departures and I had a bite to eat D D Check-in wasn’t open so I had a little time D G To get a pen and paper and to watch the world go by D D G D D The lady with the zimmer frame was first to catch my eye D G Part of me was thinking that she’s far too frail to fly D D The steward with her luggage clearly thought the same as me D G As he struggled with her trolley he smiled and rolled his eyes at me A G And daddy’s in his Chelsea shirt it’s bursting at the seams Bm A There’s sunburn where his hair should be I hope he’s packed some cream Em G A G And Brandon’s playing up again and Courteney’s in a hess G A And mother’s doing all she can to stay inside her dress G A And a bunch of lads are waving round a giant England flag Bm G Most of them in matching shirts and one of them in drag A Bm They’ve had a drink too many and they’re getting out of hand G A D And now they’re off to Amsterdam to represent our land D D D G D D And there’s a girl who looks like Glastonbury with hair braids and a tan D G And tickets from the festy from her elbow to her hand D D She spent a year at uni and got lost along the way D G And now she’s off to India to find herself again Bm G I’m trying to find a coffee coz my throat is getting dry Bm A I’m holding out for a Nero, so I pass the others by EM A D And I find a quiet table in the corner by the tree G A And a yuppie (or whatever you call them now) he sits down next to me G A I’m really glad he did though as we had a lovely chat Bm G He asked about the kids, the house, the dog, the car, the cat A Bm And then he asked me what I really wanted from my life G A And only then I realised he was hands-free to his wife D D D G D D D G D D And there’s a lady in her forties, she’s crouching on all fours D G With bottles creams and aerosols all strewn across the floor D D She hadn’t read the small print and she tried to take too much D G And now instead of sailing through she’s holding everybody up A G And there’s a final call for a Mr. Hall who’s flying to Dubai Bm A Followed by a red-faced fella swiftly skipping by EM G D He’d been there for an hour or two, we met in Duty Free G A He must have settled in the bar or drifted off to sleep G A And there’s a guy who looks like Rooney but with a couple extra pounds Bm G Writing in his notebook and occasionally looking round A Bm A strawberry blond with stubble and a double chin or three G A Reflected in the window, I realise that guy is me D D D G D D D G D D D G D D D G