elizabeth maconchy - it's no go lyrics
it’s no go the merrygoround, it’s no go the rickshaw
all we want is a limousine and a ticket for the peepshow
their knickers are made of crêpe_de_chine, their shoes are made of python
their halls are lined with tiger rugs and their walls with heads of bison
it’s no go the yogi_man, it’s no go blavatsky
all we want is a bank balance and a bit of skirt in a taxi
it’s no go the gossip column, it’s no go the ceilidh
all we want is a mother’s help and a sugar_stick for the baby
it’s no go the herring board, it’s no go the bible
all we want is a packet of f_gs when our hands are idlе
sit on your _rs_ for fifty years and hang your hat on a pension
it’s no go my honеy love, it’s no go my poppet;
work your hands from day to day, the winds will blow the profit
the glass is falling hour by hour, the glass will fall for ever
but if you break the bl__dy glass you won’t hold up the weather
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