Down for the Outing

Slowly down, slowly down river

The one they sold you down

Where all your timbers shiver

Hold you down

And as you're flailing

Yes as you drown

They say "ah look he's waving"

Ah, how can ya teach that she was saved

Fools of Brittania raped by all the slaves

Raped by all the slaves

Sorry Dad

Sorry for the good times that I had

They make me look so bad

Sorry mum

I'm sorry for the good things that I've done

It gave you hope when there was none

No how can ya

Teach that she was saved

Thus

Do svidaniya tell me I can live

Bicarb on a sieve

My baby coming with me now

For the outing

To the prison of my mind

No three score ten wreck

I won't be blind

I won't be blindly led

No lion by a donkey no

Oh how can ya

Teach that she was saved

Thus, do svidaniya tell me I can live

Bicarb on a sieve

My baby's coming with me now

Down for the outing

To the prison of my mind

No pretty ribbons a wild beast will bind

No pretty rhythms to ease a troubled mind

There's many troubled minds

Many troubled minds round here

And Leicester