Loosely based on the lyrics of Down Under by Men at Work
LAND OF VIMTO
Travelling in to Piccadilly
on Arriva Trains, heads all a Zombie
I met a strange lady in the gardens
she took me in and gave me Vimto.
and she said
Do you come from the land of Vimto
where women groan and men meander
Can't you hear, can't you hear my blender
full of, full of fruits, cast asunder!
Buying the dead from a man in Blackley,
he told me he came from Chorlton cum Hardy.
I said do you speak a my language
He just smiled and gave me
a fish paste sandwich
and he said
Do you come from the land of Vimto
where women groan and men meander
Can't you hear, can't you hear my blender
full of, full of fruits, cast asunder!
Lying in a den in Didsbury
with a straw hat and nowt much to say
I said to the man are you trying to bore me
because I come from the land of Neil Kinnock
and he said
Do you come from the land of Vimto
where women groan and men meander
Can't you hear, can't you hear my blender
full of, full of fruits, cast asunder.
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