Mr. Robinson's Quango Songtext / Lyric

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