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Well, it's hard, you bet
When you're trying to write an album set
There are things to do
Like cleaning the kitchen or scrubbing the loo
And the plants in the garden could use a good hose
And I should go through my wardrobe and chuck out some clothes
And though I wasn't distracted by any of those
I still haven't written my set
No, I still haven't written my set
So you can guarantee by everyone sitting here tonight
I'll be remembered as the bloke who
Instead of writing his new CD
Became distracted by sudoku
One, blank, three, blank, blank, blank, nine, blank, six
Blank, blank, four, one, blank, blank
This one must be five
Oh, six, five, blank, two, blank, blank, four, three, blank
Blank, blank, blank, blank, blank, blank
This one is too hard for me
Well, my nerves are shot
I've been contemplating whether to cancel or not
Still this song's okay
It's all that I've written anyway
And it's self-referential, that I'll allow
And I'm still being self-referential now
And I've got stuck in a circle, I don't know how
But I still haven't written my set
No, I still haven't written my set
And you're probably all thinking that I'm kidding about
And this is just a bit of a joke, ooh
But I really haven't written any more than this song
I got distracted by sudoku
One, blank, three, those naughty numbers dance
Blank, blank, four, one, blank, this disc is very short
Oh, six, five, blank, I've charged you all 10 quid
Blank, blank, time to go, there's no refunds