Lyrics of British people in hot weather

Fill green envelopes and send them to ya on train ride, read marx tracts play walkmans loud behind ya demonstrate on oxford street about what the hell they couldn't tell ya british people in hot weather have a heart-to-heart with your sister people in shorts drunk before ya beached whale in wapping his armpit hairs are sprouting serpentine ah.... serpentine grrr... british people in hot weather press hot houses waste tree statements compare your pearls before the king of monks i'm telling ya, oh do they know they can get cancer? designer tramp goes grrr... looking jolly from stoke as he walks through and makes up titles like this, to order they're well off their trolley smoking like a chimney bespectacled stare-out british people in hot weather i was a candidate for club 18-30 but i've been through all that shit before british people in hot weather that's it, i'm looking straight for the car if that's how you feel, let's go british people in hot weather