Dave put his bench out in the 'ood zo 'im cud talk with pals 'im recruited sum new buddies, brought us out of our shells.

Our meetings on the bench were becoming quite a thing We'd sit with a few bevvies, chat and av a quiet sing.

But one ooman got a strop on and er did complain Seems there always someone like a big dark cloud of rain.

Er byun vrom 'round these parts but vinks that it's her right To stop us Vorest voke barn 'n' bred from 'avin a good night.

Zo now the bench is moved, but we wun stand around 'n' vrown Cuz let me tell thou butty, thoust con't kip a Vorester down.

We'll still be meeting up now that we've all got nice 'n' cozy Cuz wen you got yer mates around, life's a lot more rosy.

The Bench Warmers, Parkend