Текст песни: Tempo House + перевод

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 and have a grouse

Go round, 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

Oloron, oloron

Put your claim into Tempo House

Go round there and have a grouse

Go round, 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

Go round there and have a grouse

Go round, 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 impediment

And look what he did

He razed half of London

And the Dutch are weeping

Lusted after French paintings

Pro-rae, pro-rae

Oloron, oloron

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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