The Half Man Half Biscuit Lyrics Project

January The Sixth. Epiphany.

110 pop songs picked over by pedants!

Those funeral arrangements

Dead Men Don’t Need Season Tickets is one of those glorious songs which touches on a subject which probably shouldn’t be touched on, but you can’t help but smile when you think about it. Thanks to Jon, gnick and Grev

Ponder over the lyrics to Dead Men Don’t Need Season Tickets

5 Letters Sent:
  1. Barry

    I always thought it was “turn his side of the room into a shrine”, and “An arm round her shoulder”, which rather knackers your headline.

    Could be wrong, have a listen and see what you think :)

  2. I had a listen
    And I thought
    (But not for long)
    Because I quickly realised
    That you were quite right…

    (I blame trying to do too many songs in one sitting)

  3. Barry

    Sorry, should have added that I really appreciate your herculean efforts on this site!

    Must be a bitch when some people only comment if you get a line wrong!

  4. S’OK, the whole point of the site is to get them lyrics right! It also appears that a lot of people only come here for the thrill of discovering that they’d mis-heard just one word for the last umpteen years…

  5. Martin

    Or indeed to find that someone else can hear what you can’t - which is why I’m really looking forward to San Antonio Foam Party coming around.

    As has been said Chris, thanks for the compiling bit, great stuff.

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