As production of Buckfast halts due to coronavirus, we revisit an old They Might Be Gannets number:

I lost the Bucky bottle game
Which means I have to be
Heading to the off licence
It’s tonic wine for tea

I threw away my Berocca
I held on to my pride
But I was young and foolish then
I feel old and foolish now

Confidentially, I never called you Mary Doll
Confidentially, I never had much pride
But now I rock a bar stool and I drink for two
Just pondering this time bomb in my mind

I lost the Bucky bottle game
Which means I have to be
Heading for the off licence
It’s tonic wine for tea

She walked away from a happy man
I thought that she was keen
I just stood there whistling Here Comes The Bridie
In the works canteen

I could shake a can of spesh
And swear at passers by
Languishing on a park bench
Having a wee cry

Cow is horse, but eggs are eggs
And you can’t bake a steak
When I headed off to Greggs
I knew I’d lost my way

Confidentially, I never liked their sausage rolls
Confidentially, we never had a pie
This tenement apartment was the perfect place
When we’d sit and roll fudge doughnut holes at night

 

from the album Fud by They Might Be Gannets