Clifford T Ward Trousers Lyrics

Trousers Lyrics

This is a story about a pair or trousers



It deals with a lack of a sense of humour



Or rather a lack of imagination . . 







I would like to know, where you put my trousers



I really must go, please give me my trousers



Well it's stopped raining, they must have dried by now



So let's stop gaming, you'll get me in an awful row.







This joke's gone too far, I feel absolutely daft



Over-parked my car, and what's more I feel the draught



What to you hope to gain, by my being trouserless?



Oh I could curse the rain, for getting me in such a mess.







Someone's going to come, why don't you be reasonable?



Now you've had your fun, won't you please be sensible?



How long can this go on? I've looked most everywhere



To put my trousers on, and now I really just don't care.







Would you like my shirt? here's a goodly pair of shoes



Take my coat and tie, what about my underpants?



Trousers, trousers



Trousers, trousers



Trousers, trousers



Trou - - - sers



Trousers, trous sus, sus



(etc. and fade).