Marillion Lyrics
"Garden Party"

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Garden party held today
Invites call the debs to play
Social climbers polish ladders
Wayward sons again have fathers
Hello, Dad, hello, Dad
Edgy eggs and queuing cumbers
Rudely wakened from their slumbers
Time has come again for slaughter
On the lawns by still Cam waters
(A slaughter, it's a slaughter)

Champagne corks are firing at the sun again
Swooping swallows chased by violins again
Straafed by Strauss they sulk in crumbling eaves again, again
Oh God not again

Aperitifs consumed en masse
Display their owners on the grass
Couples loiter in the cloisters
Social leeches quoting Chaucer

Doctor's son, a parson's daughter
Where why not and should they oughta
Please don't lie upon the grass
Unless accompanied by a fellow
May I be so bold as to perhaps suggest Othello

Punting on the Cam is jolly fun, they say
Beagling on the downs, oh please do come, they say
Rugger is the tops, a game for men, oh they say
They say...
Good God, they say

I'm punting, I'm beagling, I'm wining, reclining, I'm rucking, I'm fucking
So welcome, it's a party

Angie chalks another blue
Mother smiles she did it too
Chitters chat and gossips lash
Posers pose, pressmen flash

Smiles polluted with false charm, locking on to Royal arms
Society columns now ensured, returns to mingle with the crowds
Oh what a crowd

Punting on the Cam, oh please do come they say
Beagling on the downs, oh please so come they say
Garden party held today they say
Oh please do come, oh please do come, they say.
This song is from the album "Six Of One, Half-Dozen Of The Other", "Script For A Jester's Tear", "Official Bootleg Box Set 2", "Warm Wet Circles", "Best Of Both Worlds", "Official Bootleg Box Set 2", "Hits & More", "Sight & Sound", "Singles 82-88 12cd Boxset", "Live From Loreley", "A Sunday Night Above The Rain", "Zodiac", "Tumbling Down The Years" and "Real To Reel".