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Garden Party (Live In Warsaw, 15th June 1994)

Garden party held today

Invites call the debs to play

Social climbers polish ladders

Wayward sons again have fathers

"Hello, dad!", "Hello, dad!"Edgy eggs and queuing cumbers

Rudely wakened from their slumbers

Time has come again for slaughter

On the lawns by still "Cam" waters

It's a slaughter, it's a slaughterChampagne corks are firing at the sun, again

Swooping swallows chased by violins again

Strafed by Strauss they sulk in crumbling eaves again

Oh God

Oh God not againAperitifs consumed en masse

Display their owners on the grass

Couples loiter in the cloisters

Social leeches quoting ChaucerDoctor's son a parson's daughter

Where why not and should they oughta

Please don't lie upon the grass

Unless accompanied by a fellow{May I be so bold as to perhaps suggest Othello}Punting on the Cam is jolly fun they say

Beagling on the downs, oh please do come they say

Rugger is the tops, a game for men they say

They say

Good God they sayI'm punting

I'm beagling

I'm wining

Reclining

I'm rucking

I'm fucking

So welcome

It's a partyAngie chalks another blue

Mother smiles she did it too

Chitters chat and gossips lash

Posers pose, pressmen flash, flashSmiles polluted with false charm

Locking on to Royal arms

Society columns now ensured

Returns to mingle with the crowds

Oh, what a crowdOh, punting on the cam

Oh please do come they say

Beagling on the downs

Oh please so come they sayGarden party held today they say

Oh please do come

Oh please do come, they say

Songwriters

DICK, DEREK WILLIAM/KELLY, MARK/TREWAVAS, PETERPublished by

Lyrics © EMI Music Publishing

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