Released on spot the pigeon e.p., 1977.
Who put fifty tons of shit on the foreign office roof?
Who suffers from nine known diseases?
Who gets up in the morning when the sun comes up
And makes their beds, paper clips, bus tickets
All around their heads?
Who congregate around trafalgar square
Taking pot shots at the tourists?
Oh youve got to watch out
When you wander round the square in the morning
Cos theyre everywhere, theyre everywhere
Here we have an honest man
A civil servant to boot
He lived high up in the ministry
And when he wished to make a point
He knew just what to do
His window ledges were all covered in grease
I want them out of here
He said to me, I want them gone
Because you see - oh dont you see
None of us are getting any younger
Youve got to follow your nose
And if it tells you that youve got to go
Well thats because, theyre everywhere,
Theyre everywhere
So we called in those men, those horrible men
We set them to work on the rooftops
You see their van is very plain
And I know theyre too ashamed
To wear their by appointment badges anymore
Sometimes they use vaseline, sometimes they use the pill
Ive often seen them with a gun
But as the years go by, old habits seem to die
And nowadays they knockatize them all
Oh youve got to watch out
As you wander round the square in the morning
Oh theyre everywhere, theyre everywhere
