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A Transport Of Delight - Michael Flanders/Donald Swann
Some talk of a lagonda
Some like a smart MG
Or for bonnie army lorry
They'd lay them down and deep
Such means of locomotion
Seem rather dull to us
The driver and conductor of a London omnibus
Hold very tight clear is ting ting
Hold very tight please ting ting
When you are lost in London
And you don't know where you are
You'll hear my voice a calling
Pass further down the car
And very soon you'll find yourself
Inside the terminus
In a London transport diesel engined
Ninety seven horsepower omnibus
Along the queen's great highway
I drive my merry load
At twenty miles per hour
In the middle of the road
We like to drive in convoys
We're most gregarious
The big six wheeler
Scarlet painted London transport diesel engined
Ninety seven horse power omnibus
Earth has not anything to show more fair
Mind the stairs mind the stairs
Mind the stairs mind the stairs
Earth has not anything to show more fair
Any more fares fares
Any more fares fares
When cabbies try to pass me
Before they over takes
I sticks me flipping hand out
As I jams on all me brakes
Them jackal taxi drivers
Can only swear and cuss
Behind that monarch of the road
Observer of the highway code
That big six wheeler
Scarlet painted London transport
Diesel engined
Ninety seven horse power omnibus
I stops when I'm requested
Although it spoils the ride
So we can shout get out of it
We're full right up inside
We don't ask much for wages
We only want fair shares
So cut down all the stages
And sit down all the fares
If tickets cost a pound a piece
Why should you make a fuss
It's worth it just to ride inside
That thirty foot long by ten foot wide
Inside that monarch of the road
Observer of the highway code
In a London transport diesel engined
Ninety seven horse power
Ninety seven horse power omnibus
Hold very tight please
