Oh, Mr Robinson 
And his quango 
Dirty dealer 
Expensive car 
Runs the buses and the Evening Star 
He got a hairpiece 
Ooh, he got herpes 
His private life is very discreet 
A nicer man, no, you`re never gonna meet 
  
He`s the self-confessed saviour of the dim right wing 
He got respiratory problems and a mason`s ring 
Oh, Mr Robinson 
And his quango 
Drinks with generals and county wives 
The family business is doing alright 
They`re doing tangos 
Down in the quangos 
He makes them tick 
Ooh, he makes them tock 
And if you don`t fit 
He put you in the dock 
  
He just sits in his leather chair and twiddles his thumb 
Gets his secretary in and pinches her bum 
He ran into the toilets in the town hall 
He got his biro out and wrote on the wall 
"I`m wearing black French knickers under my suit 
I`ve got stocking and suspenders on 
I`m feeling rather loose" 
Ooh, I`m a naughty boy 
Ooh, I`m a naughty, naughty boy