One Wednesday in June Songtext
von Trevor Moss & Hannah-Lou

On my way to market one Wednesday in June
I met a woman curious as time
She′d bore a child who now was soon to die
Of a curable and ancient disease
Slowly bringing him to his knees
But I had other business

Potatoes and parsnips for sale at a rate
No one had seen since nineteen eighty nine
I dived into an eel house for peas, mash and pie
Where I spied a pop star sat right by the door
I'd seen him in here many times before
Yet I owned none of his records


Tarpaulin tied to two by four to hide
The piles of dog-eared books from the rain
Leafed through a paperback behind the scenes
Of a soap opera many years ago
Actors and characters we used to love and know
I was told, ′This is not a library kid!'

Cobbled together the coppers to pay
For some brown shoes with hardly any wear
A double-breasted, grey, pinstriped, threadbare suit
A straw boater hat. I still had change
For a haircut and cut-throat razor shave
I looked a million dollars, and I knew it

Hotdog men frying their onions do fill
The air with their appealing release
As two men in white coats and hairnets do hold
Proud aloft the catch of the day
Still fighting for its life to get away
It is the least expected of him


The thing with misery in the first degree
Is how easily it's kicked to the curb
Outside the diner and barbers who know
Your name and your heart′s every desire
Just take a seat in your brand new, old attire
No need to check the back or order