Auction House Blues

Oh sunny morning anticipation Off to the auction house Passing by the tired trees of winter Down to the auction house The fear of failure now so strong We've arrived at the auction house Mooch through the catalogue Ambivalent to the crud Looking for the one or two lots That are outstandingly good Now about to start the bidding Settle into the ambience of the auction house Minutes seem like hours Here in the auction house Waving my paddle forlornly Against under bidders at the auction house Will it be a win or is the day a loss Down at the auction house There's Clarice, Troika, Denby and Poole On show at the auction house Travellers from far and wide Internet's live in the auction house Really don't fancy my chances Against a packed auction house Gavel goes down on the final lot It's blue here in the auction house Time to pay and go unfulfilled Hopes dashed down at the auction house Oh dismal afternoon only trepidation Gone is the anticipation of the auction house Home now, home to sweet comfort Far, far away from the lure of the auction house