Flights of fantasy from your plush upholstered settee
Talking to some rich folk that you know
On the GBeebies, spewing conspiracies
Let your hair down and candy floss beard grow

Take them down little Neilie take them down
I know you think you’re the King of the Underground
Saying woke-a-nauts are using death spaniels
Ear flapping woke-a-nauts in space
Woke-a-nauts cancelling Christmas
And woke-a-nauts just laughing in your face

 

from the album Between The Bridges by The Reckless Stones

 

see also:

Neil Oliver

Fade Away And Masturbate