This is a song for our mate Nic
Curmudgeonly and pedantic
He'd never take a day off sick
And he's missing Doctor Who

The golden anniversary's on its way
You would have made it a special day
If you hadn't gone and passed away
You're missing Doctor Who

We don't believe you're up there with time lords one, two, and three
And snuffing it was a stupid thing to do, don't you agree?

What's in the show you won't find out
But it'll be just ace, we have no doubt
A shame your heart of gold gave out
'Cause you're missing Doctor Who

This festival of fantasy would be your seventh heaven
If you hadn't kicked the bucket in two-thousand and eleven

We're here to say we're missing you
And your ear-drum bursting sneezes too
So we'll watch the fiftieth for you
'Cause you're missing Doctor Who
What else are friends to do?
When you're missing Doctor Who

Written by Intermittent Explosive Disorder
© Copyright 2013