Readymades
Lyrics
Wendy Wetlip stares from a poster
Ignoring the drawing adorning her smile
Her lover has shuffled away
Looking the other way
Ronnie the Raincoat hangs out in a book store
He's never seen his own wife in the nude
Somebody called him depraved
But think of the money he saved
Dwarf on a moped speeds through the park
To Killroy's Renaissance the Temple of Art
Signs with a flourish and makes it his own
Pockets his pencil and slyly rides home
Annual cultural African dancers
Bereft Isabella in rubber thigh boots
A man was arrested today
For something he put on display
Writer(s): NEIL INNES, VIVIAN STANSHALL
Copyright(s): Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
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