As heard at the last Mudcat Zoom meeting:

There's no lesson I'm capable of learning,
'Cos my mind's on the blink
I always hope that my memory's returning,
But I'm too old, I think.
When I go to the kitchen I look round in fear,
Am I here to get coffee or beer?
I look around for clues but there's nothing I can find,
I'm searching for the last thing on my mind.

As I drive in my car in the morning,
Where to go? I just don't know.
A suspicion is gradually forming,
That my mind's working slow.
Was I going to the station, or was it the bank?
Oh, why has the last hour gone blank?
I try to remember, but it's hopeless, I find.
I can't recall the last thing on my mind.

I had reasons a-plenty for going,
What they were I just can't say.
Now my panic is rapidly growing,
I've been in Tesco's all day.
Did I come to buy sugar, is it cabbage I need?
Was it Oxos or budgerigar seed?
I did make out a list, but I've left it behind.
Whatever was the last thing on my mind?

I know the capital of Texas is Austin,
I know Morocco's is Rabat,
I can name Southampton's winning FA cup team,
Just how sad is that?
But don't ask me to tell you what I did yesterday,
For my memory has drawn down the blind,
I used to get upset, now I'm becoming resigned
To searching for the last thing on my mind.