Let's go out to play, straight away
Catch tadpoles in a jar
Take them home to mother,
watch them wriggle
Tell your brother where they are
Across the cow field
Down to Little Benton Farm
Climb the big tree
Trevor fell and broke his arm
Let's get on a bus, two of us
The 37th to the town
Milkshakes in the milk bar,
city stylish, tan pinbowl and
knock them down
Oxford sale rooms,
sales on Wednesdays, Fridays too
Lots of bargains,
action man for me too
The man from Ungu, clip -on,
telescopic sights
Chaps and commandos, cowboys, Indians
Off the shed roof, pretend he fights
Bang, bang, you're dead
La la la, la la
Oh, life's so very different
when you're young
La, la, la, la, la
There's nothing in the sky
except the sun
Knocky nine doors
Mrs. Mathers, have some fun
Through the keyhole
Here's the old man, time to run
The man from U .N .C .L .E.
clip on telescopic sights
Chaps and commandos, cowboys, Indians
Off the shed roof, pretend he fights
Bang, bang, you're dead
I can't come out to play, not today
To catch tadpoles in a jar
I want to buy a suit, talk to girls
Some school lunches are good, some are work -solid,
you can't get enough of your life playing.
And, one day a week,
because they want to cut
down on money,
instead of giving you proper spoons,
they give you cheap plastic spoons.
Yeah.