Mr Robinson's Quango - Blur

Oh, Mr Robinson

And his quango

Dirty dealer

Expensive car

Runs the buses and the Evening Star

He got a hairpiece

Ooh, he got herpes

His private life is very discreet

A nicer man, no, you’re never gonna meet

He’s the self-confessed saviour of the dim right wing

He got respiratory problems and a mason’s ring

Oh, Mr Robinson

And his quango

Drinks with generals and county wives

The family business is doing alright

They’re doing tangos

Down in the quangos

He makes them tick

Ooh, he makes them tock

And if you don’t fit

He put you in the dock

He just sits in his leather chair and twiddles his thumb

Gets his secretary in and pinches her bum

He ran into the toilets in the town hall

He got his biro out and wrote on the wall

«I'm wearing black French knickers under my suit

I’ve got stocking and suspenders on

I’m feeling rather loose»

Ooh, I’m a naughty boy

Ooh, I’m a naughty, naughty boy