Consumed with premonition
I was destined persecution
But then I took a chase after the Bournemouth Runner!
He was a Bournemouth Runner!
He got away with our guiding light
A runner took backdrop, exit hall
Raced a couple of hundred yards
He was the Bournemouth Runner!
How could we now it was the Bournemouth Runner?
Raced a couple of hundred yards
He was the Bournemouth Runner!
Took away our guiding light
Our backdrop was friendly, heavy
Often it would rumble into hotel
In diluted drink and dogmeat
Of RAC recommended hostelry
Took away our guiding light