Maypole - Dark

The elephants were dancing round a maypole and a tree

The dog in front loves the dog behind, just like you and me

The English pub collapses like a pack of English cards

I thought we’d have to die of thirst, instead we’ll have to starve

The maypole turns into the joystick of an aeroplane

The air is thin, you’re wearing specs, you look like Michael Caine

But your hair is longer and I’m sure your legs aren’t quite the same And that’s

not saying much for the rest of you