All together now in an Italian Job stylee if you please…
A 1, a 2, a 1.2.3..
This is a self modertaion society,
The self moderation society.
Go wash your German band and boat race too,
Comb your bonny fair, we’ve got a lot to do,
Put on your dickey bow and your Peckham Rye,
‘Cos times soon hurrying by..
Get your skates on mate,
Get your skates on mate,
No bib around your Gregory Peck today,
Hey!
Drop your plates of neat,
Right upon the seat..
This is a self modertaion society,
The self moderation society.
Put on your almond rocks and daisy roots,
Brush your Hampstead Heath, wear your whistle and flute,
Lots of la-di-dahs and cockneys here,
Look alive and get in your gear,
Get your skates on mate,
Get your skates on mate,
No bib around your Gregory Peck today,
Hey!
Drop your plates of neat,
Right upon the seat..
This is a self modertaion society,
The self moderation society.