Letra de Persian Rug Sale at the URC
Wearing my buskins of mottled cordovan I waited patiently for love It came along in the shape of you but with another man So go Svetlana, go; your palfrey awaitsConsoled myself with a cheese and onion batch 'Sing To God' by Cardiacs and a beer Then like a blockhead I followed you to the Odeon Still wearing my buskins of mottled cordovanSeems like my time machine is on the blink-k This should be 1461 Now I can see I'm at Towton by the carnage But Alfie Bass and that drone have got me foxedJ-J-J-J-J-Jimmy's on overnights, Maureen's on seven-three Edward the Fourth is on self-scan Norman Hunter and Francis Lee are going toe-to-toe Amongst the entrails of the slainAt the URC At the URC There's a Persian rug sale at the URC At the URC At the URC There's a Persian rug sale at the URC