Hopscotch And Fratricide (On The Scooniehill Road)
Liner notes
I think this is one of the first songs I wrote in St Andrews -- the Scooniehill Road is the town's southern boundary, the point at which you fall off the edge of the world.He lists his hobbies as hopscotch and fratricide
She likes Countdown and making dogs from balloons
He's got a flat at Gatty by the seaside
She rents damp but cosy rooms
She shares with a drunkard and a sabbatical
His flat has an Arsenal/Spurs divide
The Love Machine *The Love Machine was a code project that counted the Ls, Os, Vs, Es and Ss in two people's names to determine how good a romantic match they were. I will not be taking further questions. says they're 96% compatible
Their horoscopes very neatly coincide
She wears her favourite skirt from all the skirts in her commode
To meet him on the Scooniehill Road.
The rain is driving like a drugged-up Mikka Hakkinen
With scant regard for anything in its path
He walks along the pier and then walked back again
Because he thinks that this would make her laugh
He wraps his coat around her and he walks her back to her abode
Out on the Scooniehill Road.
He drips on her doorstep and she invites him in
She gives him coffee, a towel and a peck on the cheek
He wipes his head and offers her a foolish grin
She asks 'Same time again next week?'
He moves off backwards, slowly, waving, trying rather hard not to explode *The 'rather hard' is clunky and I'd look a bit harder for the right word these days.
As he skips down the Scooniehill Road.