Вступление
They came from the conference facility
Where they’d largely ignored jugs of water.
(instr) A A F G7 (x4)
I wanna fly my biplane
Low over Swaffham.
I wanna wave at astonished rustics
I’m gonna plead profitless chicanery.
And it’s all my arse, it’s all my arse
(x2)
It’s all my arse; Red Dwarf is all my arse.
They never show so therefore
Aliens are boring.
Wide berth Akabusi at Cemaes Bay
Lest he get hysterical.
And it’s all my arse, it’s all my arse
It’s all my arse; New Deal is all my arse.
Can you smell my presence in the laundry of your catwalk girlfriend?
Or does it hang in the air at the Restart interview?
(x4)
(x3)