Mr Robinson's Quango

Lyrics for Mr Robinson's Quango

Oh, Mr. Robinson And his quangos Dirty dealer, expensive car Runs the buses and the evening star He got a hairpiece ooh, he got herpes His private life is very discreet A nicer man, no, you're never gonna meet Yeah, he's the self confessed savior of the dim white wing He got respiratory problems and a Mason's ring Oh, Mr. Robinson And his quangos Drinks with generals and county wives The family business is doing alright They're doing tangos, down in the quangos Makes them tick oh, he makes them tock And if you don't fit, he put you in the dock Just sits in his leather chair and twiddles his thumb Gets his secretary in and pinches her bum He ran into the toilets in the town hall He got his Biro out and he wrote on the wall "I'm wearing black French knickers under my suit I've got stocking and suspenders on I'm feeling rather loose" Ooh, I'm the naughty boy Ooh, I'm the naughty, naughty boy Said who? He's the self confessed savior of the dim right wing He got respiratory problems and a Mason's ring Ooh, I'm the naughty, naughty boy Ooh, I'm the naughty, naughty boy Ooh, I'm the naughty, naughty boy Ooh, I'm the naughty, naughty boy Ooh, I'm the naughty, naughty boy Ooh, I'm the naughty, naughty boy Ooh, I'm the naughty, naughty boy Ooh, I'm the naughty, naughty boy