Artist: madness
Song: calling cards
Year: 1982
A sorting office in the Old Kent Road
Caters from coast to most
A nice little number if you're out of work
And aren't the sort to boast
You're in need of a job, bob-a-job, rob-a-job
I'm your man to see
I'll sit I'll listen I'll not say a word
The less said would be best for we
Ooh, what a firm of naughty boys
Ooh, I've been a naughty boy
We don't want to mark each other's card
Except the one you need
I need you and your returns to help
Build my company
My twins work Brighton on a sunny day
They cover town with the shake of a hand
On a high come back 'cause of no come back
Now they're working in the promised land
Ooh, what a pair of naughty boys
Ooh, I've been a naughty boy
The Allied Irish, The Cyprus Bank
India Bank, The Bank of Turkey
United Bank, The People's Bank
To catch the worm you got to be up early
Temporarily out of bounds had to move the office
Clear out of town
For every problem there's a solution
And I can do without constitution
Dealing cards from the Old Kent Road
I've been checked up on my heavy load
You can go but be back soon
I'll have some work for you to groom
Ooh, what a lot of naughty boys
Ooh, I've been a naughty boy
Trustees Bank, Barclay's Bank
The Nat West Bank, The Midland Bank
The Bank Of Scotland, Williams and Glyn's
Bureau de Change, The People's Bank
Ooh, what a lot of naughty boys
Ooh, what a pair of naughty boys
Ooh, what a firm of naughty boys
Ooh, I've been a naughty boy
