Peter The Painter Lyrics

Peter The Painter lyrics

Who's got the toughest brush with the sweetest strokes at the Royal Academy for
Jack-the-lademy?
Mr. Blake is the actual bloke at the Royal College of
Useful Knowledge
He plays his part without complaint at the Royal Society
for Insobriety
Gets his pencils and his paint from the Royal Commission for
Intuition

It's not a fake it's a Peter Blake
It's navy blue, it's
crimson lake
It takes the cake and no mistake,
For goodness' sake take a
look at those Blakes

Who's paintings brighten any day, who draws each
breath from loving life?
Who's golden beard and black beret, who's sharper
than a palette knife?

He treasures every mortal scrap at the Royal
Borough of Extremely Thorough
Peter Blake is the actual chap at the Royal
Enclosure of Cool Composure
And such nice beauties do impart from the Royal
Exchange of Rare and Strange
The wonders of his noble art at the Royal
Tournament of Glad You're Born-ament

It's not a cheat, it's one of
Pete's
It's Daisy darling, Libby sweet
To ease you mind and soothe your
aches,
For goodness' sake take a look at those Blakes

It's Peter the
painter
It's Peter the painter
It's Peter the painter
It's Peter the
painter
It's Peter the painter
It's Peter the painter
Peter is going
to paint a picture - for you

It's Siriol the she-devil of naked madness,
Wynken Blynken & Nod
Errol Flynn, Robert Melville, Elvis Presley and
Cheetah the Monkey

It's Peter the painter
It's Peter the painter...