Lyrics:

Haven't you done enough damage by now
Throwing us folk out here any old how
It makes you want to spit doesn't it

On a shelf stood in a line
Bought and used in double time
Nobody wants to know us worn out and burnt

Like a bunch of castaways we sit
And waited the day the ship comes in
But does it come?

Riding on tapestry I was a Queen
Dancing on embroidery with a machine

I thought my head was up - Huh!
I was robbed

I thought I had everything my
Firm were makers to the king
And I was presented to his grace

Just before his walkabout
His zip was ripped his shirt
It was I who sewed up his zip
And saved his red face

Saved a red face x 5

'till I rolled in that is
'till I rolled in that is

Was it a mocking bird was it a loon
Was it a cotton reel calling a tune
Are you affected old man by the moon
Could you make up your mind pretty soon