New digs and prospects of a job New digs and prospects ............
Have I been half interested 'till now?
Breath and armpits feet For Christ's sake please stay sweet An ever present threat of hands that want to sweat My head aches and I'm bursting for a piss Why should I subject myself to this?
Pardon, sort of, oh Pardon, you know, oh Pardon, um, oh Pardon, er, oh
My dreams could come true if I make the right impression
Hope it looks OK I had it done today Was that me who laughed? Oh God I feel so daft Think I've got a new one on my nose Don't I look a lemon in these clothes?
Pardon, sort of, oh Pardon, you know, oh Pardon, um, oh Pardon, er, oh
Do these smells belong to me?
Must not laugh or crawl Dear dandruff do not fall My stomach heaving chap Make me a proper prat My head aches and I need to be excused Tell the truth you don't seem too amused
Pardon, sort of, oh Pardon, you know, oh Pardon, um, oh Pardon, er, oh Pardon, sort of, oh Pardon, you know, oh Pardon, um, oh Pardon, er, oh Pardon, sort of, oh Pardon, you know, oh Pardon, um, oh Pardon, er, oh
Compositores: Ian Robins Dury, Norman Joseph Watt Roy ECAD: Obra #3408154