It’s just the sort of weather for a stroll on Hampstead Heath
Forget the rolled umbrella don’t forget the clockwork teeth
Beggars shall be choosers, the matter does not matter
Wind those plastic tombstones up & let those Bexleys chatter
Oh there’s no fool like an april fool
April is the cruellest month, there’s no old joke like failure
Jesus plays Jerusalem & Hancock does Australia
Dead drunk for a penny, a shilling for the moon
we’ll dance all night for nothing & we’ll go to bed at noon
& cats will laugh at kings & queens
When window cleaners clean their windows
& you won’t laugh at me cause I’m a fool
When
it’s a naughty night to swim in, nuncle, you call this April showers, Judy
It’s Paris in the springtime, yeah, where are all the flowers Rudie?
First left second right – you take away the number you first thought of
Here’s your card, the Ace of Hearts - bring on those Hurricanoes
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