Bournemouth Runner by Fall
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 [Route/room] 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!
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