Garden Party Lyrics - Fish

Garden party held today, invites call the debs to play, 

Social climbers polish ladders, 

Wayward sons again have fathers, 

"hello, dad!", "hello, dad!" 

Edgy eggs and queuing cumbers, 

Rudely wakened from their slumbers 

Time has come again for slaughter on the lawns by still cam waters, 

It's a slaughter, it's a slaughter 

Champagne corks are firing at the sun again 

Swooping swallows chased by violins again 

Straafed by strauss 

They sulk in crumbling eaves again, oh God not again! 

Aperitifs consumed en masse display their owners on the grass 

Couples loiter in the cloisters, social leeches quoting chaucer 

Doctor's son, a parson's daughter where, why not and should they oughta 

Please don't lie upon the grass, unless accompanied by a fellow, 

May I be so bold as to perhaps suggest othello, perhaps suggest othello 

Punting on the cam is jolly fun they say 

Beagling on the downs, oh please do come they say 

Rugger is the tops, a game for men they say, they say, good God they say 

I'm punting, I'm beagling, I'm wining, reclining, I'm rucking, I'm fucking, so welcome, it's a party 

Angie chalks another blue, mother smiles she did it too 

Chitters chat and gossips lash, posers pose, pressmen flash, flash, [flash] 

Smiles polluted with false charm, locking on to royal arms, 

Society columns now ensured, returns to mingle with the crowds 

Oh what a crowd 

Oh, punting on the cam, oh please do come they say 

Beagling on the downs, oh please so come they say 

Garden party held today they say, oh please do come, 

Oh please do come, they say.