Come in, do come in
To my parlour, dear soul
For a cup of Earl Grey
And a slice of swiss roll
Tell me dear, have you seen
Who's moved in next door?
It's caused quite a commotion
They're hard to ignore
With those clothes
And that hair
That unfeasible beard
You know I'm no bigot
But don't they seem weird?
They're so noisy
So ethnic
So pungent
So queer
(How's the cake?)
I don't think they'll fit in
Around here
They're seeking 'asylum'
It said on the news
Which means soon we'll be crawling
With gypsies
And Jews
I've heard they eat horses
And fricassee dogs
Where they go
They're soon followed
By locusts
And frogs
They carry diseases
They're riddled with lice
And our little community
Used to be nice
Now they're here in the village
Drinking pints in the bar
They're putting up curtains
And washing the car
They're there in the post office
Selling you stamps
We should take them away
We should put them in camps
I mean *nice* camps
Like butlin's
Not Auschwitz, of course
But they won't want to go
We may have to use force
Well you know me
I don't like to make
A big fuss
But they just don't belong here
They're just not like us
With their racial and moral
Degeneracy
We have to *do* something...
Would you like some more tea?
An exploration of the concept of “closeness,” the latest from SAH is full of soothing, richly textured electronic music. Bandcamp New & Notable Aug 9, 2021