Old Refrain - Radiator hospital

Grape on the vine

Pick off the fruit.

Stomp it into wine

Out wasting time

Spreading the news down the telephone line

Nothing seems to stop you

I can’t seem to hold your attention

Even though you like me

You think that I waste my potential

Younger than most

In the business of resurrecting ghosts

Haunter of souls

The restless spirits that we host

Smoking on the back porch

Sipping on our cups of tea

I know you’re not listening

But it doesn’t really bother me

Like the sound of the rain

Slowly twisting out the drain

Or the old refrain

Still ringing out in the back of my brain

Yeah, the old refrain

Still ringing out in the back of my brain