Quiet
The Ian Dury
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Excuse me, excuse me, get right out of the way
Quiet
Clodplops
I'm sorry, beg pardon, the fault's entirely yours
Quiet
Big jobs
Your highness, your worship, you silly pompous ass
Quiet
Quiet, you're making such a racket
Quiet, why must you be so loud?
Quiet, it's costing me a packet
Quiet, persistent louts and clowns
Hello there, how are you? Be off
Quiet
Tricks, tricks
Look, honest, really? Lies
Quiet
Prune juice
How lovely, how charming, horrible
Quiet
Quiet, or else there will be measures
Quiet, stop this unholy row
Quiet, shut up you little treasures
Quiet, will you be told and how?
Alright little chap, get back on mummy's lap
There may well be chastisements if you do not shut your trap
One, two, three, four, two, two, three, four
Just sit quite still, fold arms, face front
Number two, three, two, three, four, four, two, three, four, four
Quiet, you're making such a din-din
Quiet, why don't you please keep quiet?
Quiet, no one else is listening
Quiet, utterly sick and tired
Quiet