A serious man

In need of a definitive job

He had drunk too much

Mandrake anthrax

Pro-rae, pro-rae

Oloron





Tormented tots

With burton weeping

His idiot contacts

Pro-rae, pro-rae







Put your claim into tempo house

Go round there to tempo house

Go round and have a grouse

Put your claim into tempo house







Roll the chubby round jowls

Roll the chubby round jowls

And burton's weeping

His chairs are weeping

God damn the pedantic welsh

Pro-rae, pro-rae







Put your claim into tempo house

Go round there to tempo house

Go there and have a grouse

Put your claim into tempo house







I'd sing "solitaire" for the b.e.f.

But who wants to be with them, anyway?

Snow on easter sunday

Jesus christ in reverse

I tell ya, the dutch are weeping

In four languages at least

Oloron

Pro-rae







And burton is weeping







Put your claim into tempo house

Put your claim into tempo house

Go round and have a grouse

Put your claim into tempo house







Illness, pollution, should be encouraged and let loose

Then maybe some would have a genuine grouse

Spring right out of the fetters

Right away from 63 market place

Tempo house address

Pro-rae, pro-rae

Oloron







Winston churchill had a speech imp-p-p-pediment

And look what he did

He razed half of london

And the dutch are weeping

Lusted after french paintings

Pro-rae, pro-rae







Put your claim into tempo house

Go round there and have a grouse

Go round, have a grouse

Put your claim into tempo house







Pro-rae


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