Mr. Robinson's Quango
Oh, Mr Robinson
And his quango
Dirty dealer
Expensive car
Runs the buses & the Evening Star
He got a hairpiece
Ooh, he got herpes
His private life is very discreet
A nicer man, no, you're never gonna meet
He's the self-confessed saviour of the dim right wing
He got respiratory problems & a mason's ring
Oh, Mr Robinson
And his quango
Drinks with generals & county wives
The family business is doing alright
They're doing tangos
Down in the quangos
He makes them tick
Ooh, he makes them tock
And if you don't fit
He put you in the dock
He just sits in his leather chair & twiddles his thumb
Gets his secretary in & pinches her bum
He ran into the toilets in the town hall
He got his biro out & wrote on the wall
'I'm wearing black French knickers under my suit
I've got stocking & suspenders on
I'm feeling rather loose'
Ooh, I'm a naughty boy
Ooh, I'm a naughty, naughty boy
