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Fall - English Scheme Lyrics

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  • O'er grassy dale, and lowland scene
  • Come see, come hear, the English Scheme.
  • The lower-class, want brass, bad chests, scrounge fags.
  • The clever ones tend to emigrate
  • Like your psychotic big brother, who left home
  • For jobs in Holland, Munich, Rome
  • He's thick but he struck it rich, switch
  • The commune crap, camp bop, middle-class, flip-flop
  • Guess that's why they end up in bands
  • He's the green piece in us all
  • He's the creep-creep in us all
  • Condescends to black men
  • Very nice to them
  • They talk of Chile while driving through Haslingdon
  • You got sixty hour weeks, and stone stone toilet back-gardens
  • Peter Cook's jokes, bad dope, check shirts, lousy groups
  • Point their fingers at America
  • Down pokey quaint streets in Cambridge
  • Cycles our distant spastic heritage
  • Its a gay red, roundhead, army career, grim head
  • If we was smart we'd emigrate

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