Tim Minchin new song lyrics

Tim Minchin is well known as an amazing pianist, a comedian, singer, songwriter, actor and composer of Broadway musicals “Matilda” and “Groundhog Day”.
For me, it’s his lyrics that have been the most impressive of all his skills. He has produced some beautiful lyrics in songs such as “Not Perfect”, and “White Wine In The Sun”.

This latest song he made as a lockdown project in which he made a rough demo and then asked his fans to record their own versions of the song. Many people did so, very well, but he was never worried that he would be outdone! His final version is stunning, in my opinion, and the lyrics are so unusual; honest, brave, fresh, cathartic perhaps, and a reflection of the hard side of his life working on Broadway when his family is in Australia.


I’ll take lonely tonight
Your offer is kind
And I must confess that I find
Your casual caresses and that pretty dress
Pretty hard to resist
And Christ what a night
I think you’re pretty high
I know I’m pretty pissed

But I’ll take lonely tonight
Though I’m not denying
I hate being alone
Even so I know regret in the making
You’re one of those others I swore I’d forsake
And although this extraction is taking
A great act of will
I got a girl has my heart in a house on a hill
So though I am hungry and tempted
I’m sorry I’m not going to bite
I’m gonna take lonely

I’ll take lonely tonight
Though I know I might well
Have future regrets
That I didn’t more often take up these chances
For what is life for but to shag, drink and dance
And teenager me would be screaming his pants off
Begging me to stay
But my girl has my heart in a house half a planet away
And I’d rather murder than hurt her
So sorry though it feels so right
I’m gonna take lonely tonight

Odysseus wasn’t strong enough
To endure the Siren song and so
He made his sailors tie him to a mast
And Jesus spent forty days and forty nights
And he stood his ground and fought his fight
And the devil tried but couldn’t break his fast
If this is true
The devil should’ve offered him you

I’ll take lonely tonight
In my three-point-five star
Boutique hotel
Where I will spend Twenty-five bucks
On minibar snacks
And pass out on my phone

And wake in four hours or so
Soaked in relief to find
I am alone

With only the wrappers
Of Pringles and Snickers
For which to atone

Blissfully lonely