Sunday's Best

Times are tough for English babies

Send the army and the navy

Beat up strangers who talk funny

Take their greasy foreign money

Skin shop, red leather, hot line

Be prepared for the engaged sign

Bridal books, engagement rings

And other wicked little things

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Standing in your socks and vest

Better get it off your chest

Every day is just like the rest

But Sunday's best

Stylish slacks to suit your pocket

Back supports and picture lockets

Sleepy towns and sleeper trains

To the dogs and down the drains

Major roads and ladies smalls

Hearts of oak and long trunk calls

Continental interference

At death's door with life insurance

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Sunday's best, Sunday's finest

When your money's in the minus

And you suffer from your shyness

You can listen to us whiners

Don't look now under the bed

An arm, a leg and a severed head

Read about the private lives

The songs of praise, the readers' wives

Listen to the decent people

Though you treat them just like sheep

Put them all in boots and khaki

Blame it all upon the darkies

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Sunday's best