Canteen Plums

Dancing as their chance pa*sed Promoting national trust And goose the tunnel for the ditch Your jokes are swelling whining tracks It's a sign of the times On Sudden Outburst Radio Feed our egos getting our fill With the everything I want pill And [Incomprehensible] He's frozen up there on the slips And so the minors collapse They waste no time lacking guts Throwing ashes on the fire 'Cause everybody's a star Manifesting hypocrites In fifty blows, it's quite relaxing