. . . we are the Sultans . . . . THE SULTANS OF PING!
Where’s Me Jumper?!
The Sultans Of Ping
My, brother, knows, Karl Marx
He met him eating mushrooms in the peoples park
He said 'What do you think about my manifesto?
'I like a manifesto, put it to the test-o.'
Took it straight down to meet the anarchist's party
I met a groovy guy, he was arty farty
He said 'I know a little latin man a cus man a kai'
I said 'I don't know what it means' he said 'neither do I'
Eat natural foods, bathe twice daily
Fill your nostrils up with gravy
Don't drink tea and don't drink coffee
Cover your chin in yorkshire toffee
Dancing in the disco, bumper to bumber
Wait a minute, where's me jumper
Where's me jumper
Where's me jumper
Where's me jumper
Dancing at the disco, bumper to bumber
Wait a minute, where's me jumper?
Where's me jumper
Where's me jumper
Where's me jumper
Where's me jumper
Oh no
Dancing at the disco, go, go, go
Dancing at the disco, oh no, oh no, oh no
Dancing at the disco, go, go, go
Dancing at the disco, oh no, oh no
It's alright to say things can only get better
You haven't lost your brand new sweater
I know I had it on when I had my tea
And I'm sure I had it on in the lavatory
Oh no
Dancing in the disco, go, go, go
Dancing in the disco, oh no, oh no
Dancing in the disco, bumper to bumper
Wait a minute, where's me jumper?
Where's me jumper
Where's me jumper
Where's me jumper
Where's me jumper
It's alright to say things can only get better
You haven't lost your brand new sweater
Pure new wool, and perfect stitches
Not the type of jumper that makes you itches
Oh no
Dancing in the disco, go, go, go
Dancing in the disco, oh no, oh no
And my mother, will be so, so angry
And my brother, will be so, so angry
And my girlfriend, will be so, so angry
And my dog, will be so, so angry
Cos I was dancing at the disco, bumper to bumper
Wait a minute, where's me jumper
Where's me jumper
Where's me jumper
Where's me jumper
Where's me jumper
Oh no!
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