Half Man Half Biscuit - Man of Constant Sorrow (With a Garage in Constant Use) [Official Audio]

Man of Constant Sorrow (With a Garage in Constant Use) from Half Man Half Biscuit's latest album 'No One Cares About Your Creative Hub so Get Your Fuckin' Hedge Cut' (2018). Buy the album here: smarturl.it/HMHB2018

[@IanHarrisonGB]

This is my absolute favourite HMHB right now. What a tune.

[@cotswoldlad9413]

I am flitting between Joy Division Oven Gloves, National Shite Day and this gem. I'm not complaining....

[@fecklessmovies]

One of my all time favourite HMHB songs. 👍

[@SuperTrentsteel]

"Right now" is the key. It alternates often

[@SuperTrentsteel]

As a Scot, I adore the ref to "Crief, Perth&Kinross". Even my old man finally decided "aye, they are alright " at that point

[@roughanmacnamara]

With a garage in constant use... 😀 Class line. Id say you'd make a great short story writer as well. Such clever lyrics and really conjures up a whole picture and characters.

[@danpreston564]

Pure poetry.

[@philruane5575]

Check the lyrics on song Terminus. Poetry folk.

[@chrishaws204]

This song must be about my neighbour. He hasn't got a mastiff though, he's got a bichon frise

[@paulbrady5772]

This is true he was always messing about in his garage in overalls, I used to wonder what he was doing. Couldn't put it into words like Nigel has though

[@thanxx]

its a grower :)

[@JohnSmith-de9br]

The hedge?

[@cityboy9301]

wonderful tune..zorro is his neighbour then? fencing away the abuse...6 ft high fence I hope.lol

[@fecklessmovies]

Yes, and a bit of a songwriting joke because there was obviously a dearth of decent rhymes for ‘sorrow’ 🤣

[@TheSouthernmoonlight]

I'd guess Zorro is the mastiff.

[@cityboy9301]

@@TheSouthernmoonlight no Zorro is the neighbour my friend...fencing away the abuse..ei.building a high fence so not not to engage with our suburban misfit.....+ Zorro was a famous fictitious Spanish swordsman.another name for swordfighting is fencing..

[@kevinoconner5234]

Brilliant 👍
I don’t think I’ve encountered a man so irate
You’re a better man than I if you get past his gate
He treats hawkers and Mormons with equal disdain
Jesus, I feel, won’t be coming back again
He’s got nothing for you to borrow
And a mastiff in the back running loose
He’s a man of constant sorrow
With a garage in constant use
I once had occasion to stand on his bin
I was trying to attract his attention within
A gap in the curtains afforded a view
Of ultimate loneliness, absolute blue
I have sympathy also for Zorro
Who was fencing away the abuse
From a man of constant sorrow
With a garage in constant use
A yacht on his window sill, according to some
Alludes to a tragedy which rendered him numb
To cope with the grief and the hurt and the loss
He exited Crieff, Perth and Kinross
And I’m sure I could cure him tomorrow
By suggesting we broker a truce
Between his mind of constant sorrow
And his garage in constant use