Ian Dury And The Blockheads – Pardon lyrics

New digs and prospects of a job
New digs and prospects

Have I been half interested ?till now?
Breath and armpits, feet
For Christ's sake please stay sweet
And ever present threat of hands that want to sweat
My head aches and I ?m bursting for a piss
Why should I subject myself to this?

Pardon, sort of, oh
Pardon, y'know, oh
Pardon, urm, oh
Pardon, err, oh

My dreams could come true if I make the right impression
Hope it looks okay
I had it done today
Was that me who laughed?
Oh God I feel so daft
Think I've got a new one on my nose
Don't I look a lemon in these clothes?

Pardon, sort of, oh
Pardon, y'know, oh
Pardon, urm, oh
Pardon, err, oh

(Fart)
Oh! It smells off to me
Must not laugh or crawl
Dear dandruff do not fall
My stomach's heaving, chat
Made me a proper prat
My head aches and I need to be excused
Tell the truth you don't seem to amused

Pardon, sort of, oh
Pardon, y'know, oh
Pardon, urm, oh
Pardon, err, oh
Pardon, sort of, oh
Pardon, y'know, oh
Pardon, urm, oh
Pardon, err, oh
Pardon, sort of, oh
Pardon, y'know, oh
Pardon, urm, oh
Pardon, err, oh