On Reaching The Wensum Songtext / Lyric

They came from the conference facility

Where they'd largely ignored jugs of water



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

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?