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Pembroke
Well I burnt my suit and I shaved my head
and I hunt for cherokees
and I trip up scouts, but I don't use knees
'cos I don't like blood on my dungerees
and I thrown out all my groovy beads and bells
and bangles.
Yes I roam my town for a red or brown
with my house-trained pet mongoose
well he's pretty tame 'til he gets cut loose
and I knot my tie in a hangman's noose
and I thrown out my Stanley Mathews tips on
how to make it big on the right-wing.
My job at the butcher's
pays well, educates me
fat pig, first the lungs and then liver
yeah, yeah, chop it into suey
then hang, swing it in the window for a week
Well, my first name's Fred and it rhymes with de
and I don't take groovy jive
try it on and you won't leave alive
so just don't get near to my half-pint beer
and I thrown out all my William Burroughs books on
- Álbum:
- 28 Songs from the Twilight Zone
- Miscellaneous
- WIG WAMANIA
- Love Records – Kaikki Singlet 3
- Love Records – Kaikki Singlet 1
- Nuclear Nightclub
- Fairyport
- Highlights
- Lucky Golden Stripes and Starpose
- Being
- Tombstone Valentine
- Love Proge: Love Recordsin proge-klassikot 1968-79
- Uncut: Fill Your Head With Prog
- Wigwam Plays Wigwam
- Fresh Garbage: Rarities 1969–1977
- Light Ages
- Live Music from the Twilight Zone
- Anna mulle lovee: 75 rockia vuosilta 1967-79
- Loveradio 2
- Loveradio 4