Ohm, Ohm, Ohm, Ohm
Ohm, Ohm, Ohm
This is a public warning
Be careful when you’re out
We’re having freaky weather
There’s a lot of it about
On the terraces it’s swinging
He’s a monkey on the roof
You’ve seen him on the tele
So let me introduce
(sounds like “You’re in hell with cyanide”)
T – O – P – M – A – N
He’s naughty by nature
T – O – P – M – A – N
On doubles and chasers
T – O – P – M – A – N
Be a little boy racer
T – O – P – M – A – N
Shooting guns on the high streets of love
In a crowd it’s hard to spot him
But anonymity can cost
It’s never cheap or cheerful
He’s Hugo and he’s Boss
He’s riding through the desert
On a Camel Light
And on a magic carpet
He’ll fly away tonight
(Open sesame)
T – O – P – M – A – N
He’s naughty by nature
T – O – P – M – A – N
On doubles and chasers
T – O – P – M – A – N
Be a little boy racer
T – O – P – M – A – N
Shooting guns on the high streets of love
T – O – P – M – A – N
He sees her in double
T – O – P – M – A – N
Then he pukes on the pavement
T – O – P – M – A – N
He likes her all clean and shaven
T – O – P – M – A – N
Shooting guns on the high streets of love
T – O – P – M – A – N
He’s naughty by nature
T – O – P – M – A – N
On doubles and chasers
T – O – P – M – A – N
Be a little boy racer
T – O – P – M – A – N
Shooting guns on the high streets of love
T – O – P – M – A – N
T – O – P – M – A – N