D You Ken Ted Mould lyrics

Ah, Ted! It has to be said,
The {? juicy truth`s ?} beyond us.
Rain, shine, on Leopold Stein,
His ribs remain intact.
{? Hedderly Crup ?} is in my garden
Breaking wind! `I beg your pardon!`
Don`t go breathing! Misery!
And don`t you all agree?

No fears, the last ten good years,
Our statistics prove it,
That you`ll pose on Erskine`s nose;
It`s you who sets the pace.
On the cold and frosty morning,
Stop and howl {? And ruse like warning: ?}
It`s insulation for the nation.
That`s the one for me!

No draft, `cause that would be daft,
A feather acknowledges beauty.
And ball and chain that {? leaks on the pane ?}
Can only smash your nerves.
In the Highland Agencies
And with the best, it stands to please.
And no complaining whether it`s raining.
Thanks to this {? tumultuous day
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