I'm always forgetting something x2 I'm always forgetting I've got porridge for a brain
And yet I don't get regretful Forgetting I'm so forgetful Just one lap around the fish bowl
Not just names but also faces So so much for social graces Second verses of 80's pop songs
I've got day old porridge for a brain
I'm always forgetting something x2 When I leave I have to pop back Time and time again again
Despite what you might be thinking It's not due to drugs or drinking Or old age can quite explain
But no-one's got it together We're all Dodos of a feather Treading water beneath a surface That seems serene and sane