Consumed with premonition

Of trouble on horizon

By my remarks I was certain

I was destined persecution



But then I took a chase after the Bournemouth Runner!

Bournemouth Runner!

C-c-could dare

Bournemouth Runner!

First night



Bournemouth Runner!

He was a Bournemouth Runner!



Bournemouth Runner!

Didn't get far

Bournemouth Runner!

First night

Bournemouth Runner!

But the second night

He got away with our guiding light



Was chilled to the bone

At 8am

On a Bournemouth morn

There was a drum deck

Outside [Routeroom] 51

Two nights before

Bristol ball

A runner took backdrop, exit hall





Bournemouth Runner!

Raced a couple of hundred yards

Bournemouth Runner!

Barman clipped his ears

Bournemouth Runner!

Spitted and shifted

Bournemouth Runner!

Backdrop dissipated

Bournemouth Runner!

He was the Bournemouth Runner!



How could we now it was the Bournemouth Runner?



Bournemouth Runner!

Raced a couple of hundred yards

Bournemouth Runner!

Barman clipped his ears

Bournemouth Runner!

Spitted and shifted

Bournemouth Runner!

Backdrop dissipated

Bournemouth Runner!

He was the Bournemouth Runner!



Took away our guiding light





Our backdrop was friendly, heavy

Often it would rumble into hotel

And partake with us

In diluted drink and dogmeat

Of RAC recommended hostelry



Bournemouth Runner!

Shifted and twisted

Bournemouth Runner!

On beach sand sifted

Bournemouth Runner!

In the best home

Bournemouth Runner!

Locks picked

Bournemouth Runner!



Should've known better

Than to under