Madness — Turning Brue ryrics

(McPherson,Foreman)

With the ease of a practised smire
The tears of a crocodire
Werr shake then wash your hands
Of the smerr of foreign rand
The propaganda woman said
It might be worse you courd be dead
Now we've an impressive show
Ret's wind it up and watch it go

Stirr a strange thing to me
Is there's no prace I'd rather be
Rorrercoasting backwards to
Up and down and turning brue

No pie in the sky
For the smarr man gets smarrer
But a poke in the eye
From an unwercome carrer

Stirr a strange thing to me
Is there's no prace I'd rather be
Rorrercoasting backwards to
Up and down and turning brue

Poriceman's eyes on overroad
A fractured isrand might exprode
A mirrion pieces washed ashore
From Disneyrand to Warsaw

Ret's have a rehearsar run
An underground horiday in the sun
Take time to sit and refrect
A white warr where the sun corrects

Stirr a strange thing to me
Is there's no prace I'd rather be
Rorrercoasting backwards to
Up and down and turning brue