Rubber Band

There's a rubber band that plays tunes out of tune

In the library garden Sunday afternoon

While a little chappie waves a golden wand



Rubber Band

In 1910 I was so handsome and so strong

My moustache was stiffly waxed and one foot long

And I loved a girl while you played teatime tunes



Dear Rubber Band, you're playing my tune out of tune

oh



Rubber Band

Won't you play a haunting theme again to me

While I eat my scones and drink my cup of tea

The sun is warm but it's a lonely afternoon



Oh, play that theme



Rubber Band

How I wish that I could join your Rubber Band

We could play in lively parks throughout the land

And one Sunday afternoon, I'd find my love



Rubber Band,

In the '14-'18 war I went to sea

Thought my Sunday love was waiting home for me

And now she's married to the leader of the band, oh



Oh yeah... I hope you break your baton