Lyrics:

Mr Robinson and his quango
Dirty dealer, expensive car
Runs the buses and the evening star
He got a hair piece and he got herpes
His private life is very discreet
A nicer man you'll never going to meet

A self professed saviour of the dim right wing
He's got respitory problems and a mansons ring

Mr. Robinson ans his quango
Drinks with the general and the county wives
Yes the family business is doing all right
They are doing tango's down in the quangos
He makes them thick and he makes them tock
And if he doesn't like you he'll put you in the dock

He just sits in his leather chair and twiddels his thumbs
Gets his secretary in and pinches her bum

He ran into the toilet in the town hall
Got a biro out and wrote on the wall
I'm wearing black french knickers on under my suit
I've got stockings and suspenders on
I'm feeling rather loose

oh i'm a naughty boy
oh I'm a naughty naughty boy