[Lyric] Uh-Oh (Brigadier Ambrose)

[Verse}
I'm excited on weekends to buy massive loaves and French baguettes
This is really quite silly as I'm not that great at digesting bread
All our old friends do is repeat old phrases from rubbish TV
And make small talk, which means absolutely bloody nothing to me


I tend to play Scrabble adopting The Dog in a Manger tricks
Blocking triple-word chances with terrorist consonants
I don't really know why my trousers and underwear constantly split
I didn't mean to show it all to those boys in the swimming baths

[Chorus]
Ooooh-uh-ho, uh-ho, uh-ho, uh-ho
Ooooh-uh-ho, uh-ho, uh-ho, uh-ho
Ooooh-uh-ho, uh-ho, uh-ho, uh-ho
Ooooh-uh-ho, uh-ho, uh-ho, uh-ho
{Middle Eight]
I must remember not to leave the windows open
For moths and burglars might infiltrate

[Chorus]
Ooooh-uh-ho, uh-ho, uh-ho, uh-ho
Ooooh-uh-ho, uh-ho, uh-ho, uh-ho
Ooooh-uh-ho, uh-ho, uh-ho, uh-ho
Ooooh-uh-ho, uh-ho, uh-ho, uh-ho
Ooooh-uh-ho, uh-ho, uh-ho, uh-ho
Ooooh-uh-ho, uh-ho, uh-ho, uh-ho
Ooooh-uh-ho, uh-ho, uh-ho, uh-ho
Ooooh-uh-ho, uh-ho, uh-ho, uh-ho
Uh-ho