Il Buio Ha I Tuoi Occhi
And his quango
Dirty dealer
Expensive car
Runs the buses and the Evening Star
He got a hairpiece
Ooh, he got herpes
His private life is very discreet
A nicer man, no, you're never gonna meet
He's the self-confessed saviour of the dim right wing
He got respiratory problems and a mason's ring
Oh, Mr Robinson
And his quango
Drinks with generals and county wives
The family business is doing alright
They're doing tangos
Down in the quangos
He makes them tick
Ooh, he makes them tock
And if you don't fit
Brakolomac
The sky has fallen in on me
Imagine what goes on
But something tells me I've done wrong
Shouldn't stay around so long
I have tried so many times
But would I cry for you
Would I lie for you
And would I die for you
And in this dark I feel my heart
It's beating out for more
I think it's you I need tonight
You're deepinside my soul
I have tried so many times
But would I cry for you
Would I lie for you
And would I die for you
Pull on me pull on me baby
I can't get away you pull on me
I have known this for so very long
That I could cry for you
I would lie for you
And I would die for you