Mr.b The Gentleman Rhymer So Many Reggie Perrins In The Arse End Of Space
[Intro]
Come in, do take a seat
Ever feel listless
Have trouble sleeping
Obsessed with sex?
Unable to do it?
Yes me too, i wonder what it is
[Verse 1]
A crowd gathers at the edge of the earth
Looking for a way out, looking for worth
The earth is an image of all that is gone
Forever standing on the verge of getting it on
Or getting them off as the case may be
When the place they see is a disgraceful
Space indeed
I'm Mr.B here, and i'm on green
Sending god to the lot of you
Spotted you to seen
Bizoted you have been
With the dots upon the screen
But that's not the way to be
There's another way you see
When things aren't super
And things aren't great (great)
It always pays to make them wait
Come
[Chorus]
With so many Reggie Perrins in the arse end of space
A gasp in disgrace
With so many Reggie Perrins in the arse end of space
Our last friend is grace
With so many Reggie Perrins in the arse end of space
Its time to get out of this place
[Bridge]
Send the wine you make from fig
To the senior sales ear wig
I can't name the flowers and trees
But i know the sales figures thought unfreeze
Anyone hear from Tarporley
What do you believe in you ask me
All i know is i don't know
P.s. blood will flow
[Chorus]
With so many Reggie Perrins in the arse end of space
A gasp in disgrace
With so many Reggie Perrins in the arse end of space
Our last friend is grace
With so many Reggie Perrins in the arse end of space
Its time to get out of this place
[outro]
Take it away CJ
Super (super super)
Great (great great)
So many Reggie Perrins in the arse end of space
It's time to get out of this place
