Tea time comes around again
Something from the freezer, or a dented tin
Teddies out the can with a little brine
57 ways left for us to dine
Or how about some good ol’ bangers and mash?
They’ll fill us up but they ain’t nothing flash
Wait, when did we last have some fish ‘n’ chips?
They taste good on your lips and your finger-tips
I can already taste ‘em so come on let’s go
I’ll get a cod ‘n’ chips and you like the roe
I don’t care which way, be it open or wrapped
But I ain’t out the door without me bag of scraps
fish 'n' chips
And hey, can you still look back and see?
When we were kids the scraps were 1p
But not the scraps on the Green, cos they came for free
And they’re all wrapped up in the news gone by
Gotta look forward, other fish to fry
That smell you get when you walk through the door
All those scents make you hungry some more
An’ it’s all spelled out on the little peg board
And you want the Large, but you can’t afford
Have to wait a little longer there’s a big long queue
There’s old man Tatum, and his neighbour’s too
Eventually our turn, and I’m up to the front
I tell white jacket man exactly what we want
These lyrics are about...lovely fish 'n' chips (wrapped in newspaper then)...and bags of scraps...and scraps...oh the scraps! wm
Salt and vinegar sir? Yes you bet I do
An’ stuff it throw in a saveloy too
An’ I don’t care which way, be it open or wrapped
But I ain’t out the door without me bag of scraps
And hey, can you still look back and see?
When we were kids the scraps were 1p
But not the scraps on the Green, cos they came for free
And they’re all wrapped up in the news gone by
Gotta look forward, other fish to fry
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