Nothing Ever Happens Down Here

I like the trees and the birds and the bees

I'm a sucker for peace and quiet

But two weeks alone in this sweet little home

And I feel like starting a riot

I've been stuck in this old house too long

I need a little change of atmosphere

Let's go little darlin', nothin' ever happens down here.

I greet the day in my usual way

On my brow there's one more wrinkle

I can't speak, I ain't shaved in a week

And I look like Rip Van Winkle

We've got people in this neighbourhood

Who've been sleeping for a thousand years

Let's go little darlin', nothin' ever happens down here.

Let's take a train, or a boat and a plane

And go all the way to China

Let's stay alive till a hundred and five

Well nothing could be finer

I want to make sweet love to you, beneath a silver moon.

Same old scene on the T.V. screen

There's an inner city burning

It's dog eat dog, live high on the hog

But the lady's not for turning

We've got violence on the picket lines

And police in their riot gear

Let's go little darlin', nothin' ever happens down here.

Let's take a train, or a boat and a plane

And go all the way to China

Let's stay alive till a hundred and five

Well nothing could be finer

I want to make sweet love to you, beneath a silver moon.

I like the trees and the birds and the bees

I'm a sucker for peace and quiet

But two weeks alone in this sweet little home

And I feel like starting a riot

Let's take a trip up north, to Sauchiehall Street

And wish everyone a happy new year

Let's go little darlin', nothin' ever happens down here.

Let's go little darlin', nothin' ever happens down here

Let's go little darlin', nothin' ever happens down here

(dog ate the dog, the cat ate the mouse)

Drums/Percussion: Arran Ahmun

Bass Guitar: Pete Zorn

Keyboards: Gerry Rafferty

Electric Guitars: Jerry Donahue

Fiddles: Rick Sanders

Accordion: Geraint Watkins

Vocals: Gerry Rafferty