From the recording A Headful of Fancies

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Written and performed by Den Miller
© 2015 All rights reserved

Lyrics

Little Things Blues

Most of the time there’s been humankind we’ve worked hard just to stay alive
Fighting war and disease and starvation just to survive
And with those big things out of the way and time to kill
It’s tempting to become Disgusted of Tunbridge Wells
And not get cross about emails about our brothers and sisters
from around the world in the latest crisis
But instead explode with rage when an extra page comes out
of the printer containing the one line
“Please consider the environment before printing this”....

It’s the little things - cos little things mean such a lot
It’s the little things - should be meaningless, but they’re not
It’s the little things - making you lose the plot
It’s the little things - toast lands butter side down
It’s the little things - keys nowhere to be found
It’s the little things - when is that builder coming round?

Chorus:
It’s the little things that drive you crazy
It’s the little things that make you mad
Can’t do much about the big things so the little things are all you have
And you’ve got to moan about something otherwise you’d have to be glad
And maybe have to do something about the bigger things
So maybe the little things ain’t so bad

But it’s the little things - like the openey thing that doesn’t open it
It’s the little things - you pull the openey thing and you’ve broken it
It’s the little things - you end up using a knife - it’s a joke innit?
It’s the little things - like that talking question mark thing?
It’s the little things - like arguing with stupid machines
It’s the little things - they’ve changed where they put the baked beans.... again!
(Repeat chorus)

It’s the little things - bus should be here and it’s five past
It’s the little things - bus comes along and it flies past
It’s the little things - I’ll miss bingo, or have to run quite fast
It’s the little things - if she spells my name wrong again I’m gonna sue her!
It’s the little things - apostrophes - she don’t have a clue, her!
It’s the little things - and she always says “less” when she means “fewer”
(Repeat chorus)

Oh but just for once I want the cab to come when I book ‘em
Just for once I want the kids to eat what I cook ‘em
Just for once I want things to stay where I put ‘em
(Repeat chorus)

Words and music by Den Miller
Copyright © 2015 Den Miller