Lyrics
You're having tea with Graham Greene
In the colored costume of your choice
And you'll be taught in high esteem
If you're seen in between
Stiffly holding umbrellas
Catching the fellows making the toast
To the civil servant carruthers
Making the others worser than most
You're making small talk now with the queen
And the elegant ladies in waiting
You're very nervous, they can all tell
Pretty well, they can tell
So save yourselves for the hounds of hell
They can have you all to themselves
Since the fashion now is to give away
All the things that you love so well
Oh, welcome back to Chipping and Sodbury
You can have a second chance
It must all be like second nature
Cutting down the people where they stand
According to the latest score
Mr. Enoch Powell is a falling star
So in future, please bear in mind
Don't see clear, don't see far
When the average social director
Mistakes a passenger for the conductor
It's so shocking to see the old Church of E
Looking down on you and me
So welcome back to Chipping and Sodbury
You can have another chance
It must all be like second nature
Chopping down the people where they stand
