"CP Jeebies" lyrics - ROBERT WYATT

Picture the scene.
"Hello, how are you?"
"Well I'm a green and yellow pinky blue."
Dead alternative.

"Oh then, please step right into our nursery.
Just pick a group that you can relate to,
Now the grown-ups have gone."

After the party's over, my friend,
There will be nothing you can put your finger on.
Just a parasol.