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Getta Bloomin’ Move On! (The Self Preservation Society) Lyrics

This is the self-preservation society

This is the self-preservation society

Go wash your

German bands

, your

boat race

too

Comb your

Barnet Fair

we got a lot to do

Put on your

dicky dirt

and your

Peckham rye

Cause time's soon hurrying by

Get your skates on mate, get your skates on mate

No bib around your

Gregory Peck

today, eh?

Drop your

plates of meat

right up on the seat

This is the self-preservation society

This is the self-preservation society

Gotta get a bloomin move on

Babadab-babadabadab-bab-ba

Gotta get a bloomin move on

Babadab-babadabadab-bab-ba

Jump in the

jam jar

gotta get straight

Hurry up mate – don't wanna be late

How's your father?

Tickety boo

Tickety boo

Gotta get a bloomin move onSelf-preservation society

This is the self-preservation society

Put on your

almond rocks

and

daisy roots

Wash your

Hampstead Heath

and wear your

whistle and flute

Lots of lah-di-dahs and cockneys here

Look alive and get out of here

So get your skates on mate, get your skates on mate

No bib around your

Gregory Peck

today, eh?

Drop your

plates of meat

right up on the seat

This is the self-preservation society

This is the self-preservation society