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You may have to rescue me From limestone quarries, frequently Those corporate stunt shows you attend You'll never get asked back again, say Hello, spinal curvature Get used to the mirthless furniture Now we've kissed, I written this list I thought you ought to know Them's the vagaries Them's the vagaries Them's the vagaries Them's the vagaries Them's the vagaries Them's the vagaries I'll not sit backwards on the train I can't say I'll always flush the chain And what I call pleasure, you may call pain I'm talking five-day tests Prepare to lose your dignity As I ride to victory Down the aisle at Tesco wearing Nothing much at all Songtexte(Instrumental break) Ancient packhorse bridges we'll avoid Marijuana bores must be destroyed.. Binmen, thin men, lexicographers Squid yes, not so octopus Egg sandwiches on coach trips in June?! I simply won't be there No way, joke shop excrement Don't say the light show's excellent It makes you smell like a laboratory instead of a fan of the band Oh, flip flops, turquoise chips with apricot Sheepskin, noseband, kids in Aldershot You point at the pictures in the yard and you ask, "What's them things there?" Them's the augueries Them's the augueries Them's the augueries Them's the augueries And I've been saving these Things just for you Aus Songtexte Mania