Adge Cutler & The Wurzels

"DON'T TELL I, TELL 'EE" LP


This was the fifth and last album released by Adge Cutler & The Wurzels within Adge's lifetime. It was originally released in the summer of 1972 as a 12" vinyl stereo LP on the Starline (EMI) record label (catalogue number SRS5119). A cassette tape release was made in 1975 and a CD version followed in 2009.

The Band Line-Up:

When this album was released the line-up of Wurzels supporting Adge consisted of original Wurzel Reg Quantrill (guitar and banjo), Tommy Banner (accordion), and Tony Baylis (bass and sousaphone) and the artwork on the sleeve reflected this setup. Some of the tracks on the album are recordings by previous band line-ups.

Track Listing:

  • Side 1
  • Drink Up Thy Zider (Play On) (Cutler)
    a. Don't Tell I, Tell 'Ee (Sheldon-Crozier)
    b. Oom Pah Pah (from 'Oliver') (Lionel Bart)
    c. Poor, Poor Farmer (Regan)
    d. Chitterling (Cutler)
    e. My Threshing Machine (New lyrics and
         adap. Detroit)
    f. I Wish I Was Back On The Farm (MacDougal)
  • Side 2
  • a. The Wild West Show (New lyrics and
         adap. Barratt)
    b. I'd Love To Swim In The Zuider Zee
        (Stark-Christopher)
    c. Faggots Is The Stuff (Cutler)
    d. Virtute Et Industrial (Cutler)
    e. The Wurple-Diddle-I-Doo Song (The Village
        Band) (Fryberg- Kirsten)
    Drink Up Thy Zider (Play Off) (Cutler)

The Album:

This album was Adge's fifth and final LP. It has been claimed in some publications that it was a simply a compilation produced by EMI after his death in 1974 - this is incorrect in that it was released in 1972 and then repressed in 1974 after his death. The extent of Adge's involvement in this album is unclear although he did note the details of the tracks in one of his notebooks.

The release contained six tracks that had previously only been issued on 45rpm singles, as well as one previously unreleased track 'I'd Love To Swim In The Zuider Zee'. The remainder of the compilation was taken from various albums. The tracks were edited together to give the impression of a continuous live performance with snatches of Adge's chat in between. The album was later re-issued in 1978 on the Encore label with different packaging and three 'bonus tracks'. The cassette version of the release has a slightly different track ordering. ​

A review by 'The Gramophone Magazine' in their August issue of 1972 gave a brief insight of the album to the public!

Thank goodness for the earthy Somerset vulgarity of Adge Cutler and the Wurzels in “Don’t Tell I, Tell ‘Ee” (Starline SRS 5119) with its total lack of false airs and pretension.


1969 saw a photoshoot at the 'Black Horse' in Clapton-In-Gordano - the results used to illustrate the group's 'Wurzelrama' tour programmes in 1969 and 1970. One of the shots was used for the artwork on this album in 1972, and another appeared on this Columbia Records promotional photocard.

The Tracks

This album consisted of ten previously released album and singles tracks, and one unreleased. These were edited together with snatches of Adge's chat most of which, but not all, had been taken from previously released material - all edited together to give the impression of a continuous 'live' performance

Side 1
Drink Up Thy Zider play-on by the house band, straight lift from the 1968 LP 'Cutler Of The West'
a. Don't Tell I, Tell 'Ee lifted from 1968 single DB8399 but with slightly different audience atmosphere in places
b. Oom Pah Pah straight lift from the 1969 LP 'Carry on Cutler' (side 1 track 6)
c. Poor, Poor Farmer straight lift from the 1971 single DB8793
d. Chitterling straight lift from the 1971 single DB8793
e. My Threshing Machine straight lift from the 1967 single DB8277
f. I Wish I Was Back On The Farm straight lift from the 1967 single DB8222

Side 2
a. The Wild West Show straight lift from the1967 LP 'Adge Cutler's Family Album' (side 1 track 3).
b. I'd Love To Swim In The Zuider Zee this is the first appearance of this recording. It is unclear when it was recorded but shows all the signs of being a studio recording. Written by Bill Stark and Dave Christopher originally a surviving typed text of their version with amendments by Adge show that he put his stamp on the song quite significantly. Interesting to note that the composers called it 'I'd Love To Swim In The Cyder Sea' and Adge's original redrafts kept this spelling. The 'Zuider Zee' concept came later.
c. Faggots Is The Stuff straight lift from the 1968 single DB8399.
d. Virtute Et Industrial straight lift from the 1967 first LP (side 2 track 6)
e. The Wurple-Diddle-I-Doo Song straight lift from the 1968 LP 'Cutler of the West' (side 2 track 7)
Drink Up Thy Zider by the house band, straight lift from the 1968 LP 'Cutler Of The West'



Below - The 1970 'Wurzelrama' tour programme showing the artwork later used on the 'Don't Tell I 'album sleeve

Disc and Label Variations:

This LP was originally released in 1972 in stereo and then repressed in 1974 - both releases on the EMI Starline label. The 'Starline' label was used by EMI from later 60's to early 70's as a vehicle for re-releases, compilations or putting 45rpm singles onto LP. Although a budget label it was used for many big-name groups as well as the more 'minor' ones.

The examples below and the associated statistics are taken from the collection of Professor Wurzel and represent what a collector should expect to find. For more information on references to matrix information (including information on acetates), vinyl tax codes , album sleeves, singles sleeves, and Columbia album labels, then refer to the Vinyl Collecting Guides on the main menu.

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1972 first pressing of SRS5119 on the EMI Starline label with the SRS5119A1 and SRS5119B1 matrix. Both sides are first mother pressings. This pressing's vinyl weight at 135g is a mid-range weight.



This disc is in a double flipback sleeve (1970-1973 style) and generally an EMI type B inner sleeve. 

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First pressing of SRS5119 on the EMI Starline label with the SRS5119A1 and SRS5119B1 matrix. Side 2 is a second mother pressing and stamper codes are high indicating a relatively large batch of pressings. This pressing's vinyl weight at 152g is quite high for this date giving a good robust vinyl. ​
This disc is in a wrap-around sleeve (1973 onwards) and an EMI type B inner sleeve. ​

The label on this example is identical to image 1 other than it has a less than perfect label on side 1!

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First pressing of SRS5119 on the EMI Starline label with the SRS5119A1 and SRS5119B1 matrix. Side 2 is a second mother pressing and, again, with a high stamper code. This pressing's vinyl weight at 162g is quite high for this date giving a good robust vinyl. ​This disc is in a double flipback sleeve (1970-1973 style) and an EMI type B inner sleeve.

This example is slightly different from most in that on side 1 the ampersand before 'the Wurzels' on previous examples has been replaced with 'AND'. Also the spacing has increased before the line crediting the producer, Bob Barratt and the layout of the paragraph referring to record speed and stereo is offset at an angle instead of vertically aligned. 

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1974 repressing of SRS5119 on the EMI Starline label with the SRS5119A1 and SRS5119B1 matrix on the new EMI label (introduced July 1st 1973) Side 2 is a second mother pressing with high stamper codes. This pressing's vinyl is 132g, a mid-range weight. ​ The colour of the label is a lighter turquoise than the other, earlier, variations. Additionally, on this example, on side 2 the ampersand before 'the Wurzels' on previous examples has been replaced with 'AND', and also on this side, the credits to the producer have been dropped a line down. This new label also saw the removal of the 'MADE IN GT. BRITAIN' wording on the lower half of the rim.

​ This disc is in a wrap-around sleeve (1973 onwards) and the new company EMI type J inner sleeve. 

Album Sleeve Details:

This album appears to only come in two types of sleeve - the double flipback album sleeve (970-1973) with laminated front and flaps, and the wrap-around (1973 onwards). Both sleeves have exactly the same sleeve-notes, although in this case 'notes' isn't perhaps the best term to use. The tracks are all listed together with the location of the photo used for the artwork and the crediting of Bob Barratt as the record's producer. There are no details of the band members. The rest of the back of the sleeve is taken up with a list of some 20 other recordings on 'Starline'. The double-flipback sleeve has the standard information to be found on EMI Columbia record sleeves i.e. 'File under STANDARD' and 'Humorous Records' on the top flap and the printer and catalogue reference information (Garrod & Lofthouse) etc etc on the bottom flap. Of additional interest, which applies to all the sleeves for this album, is the small series of numbers that appear under (in this case) SRS5119 in the top right hand corner. In this case the number begins (IE 048.... etc) and is an example of EMI's new coding system. Between 1969 and 1982 EMI adopted an international coding system which they hoped would get adopted industry wide, and they used it worldwide for their own releases. In fact, the numbers used did eventually form the basis of the 7-digit numbers adopted in 1983 and inserted into EAN/UPC barcode-based cataloguing, used to this day.

This image shows the wrap-around version of the sleeve, devoid of the information normally printed on the flaps.

  Both sleeve styles have the album details on the spine: "Don't tell I, Tell Ee" Adge Cutler SRS5119  

Album Transcript:

This album is, as has been seen, slightly different to previous Adge LPs. The transcript below indicates the original location of both the musical tracks and the between-track chat: The chat on this 'Don't tell I' album is in red, the text in black (not actually heard in this album) shows how it sat within the original albums.

Collectors' Extras:


Relatively rare copy of 'Don't Tell I Tell 'Ee' nicely autographed by Adge - a clear and good sized autograph in black biro. The album itself is a 1972 Starline label in double flipback sleeve (1970-1973).

Collectors' Extras:


An example of 'Don't Tell I Tell 'Ee' the first pressing of SRS5119 on the Starline label .​

This disc comes in a wrap-around sleeve design (1973 onwards)

This item is of particular interest to musicophiles in that it was used to remaster this album to CD in 2009

Don't Tell I, Tell 'Ee - Album Song Lyrics

  • Side 1
  • Drink Up Thy Zider (Play On) (Cutler)
    a. Don't Tell I, Tell 'Ee (Sheldon-Crozier)
    b. Oom Pah Pah (from 'Oliver') (Lionel Bart)
    c. Poor, Poor Farmer (Regan)
    d. Chitterling (Cutler)
    e. My Threshing Machine (New lyrics and
         adap. Detroit)
    f. I Wish I Was Back On The Farm (MacDougal)
  • Side 2
  • a. The Wild West Show (New lyrics and
         adap. Barratt)
    b. I'd Love To Swim In The Zuider Zee
        (Stark-Christopher)
    c. Faggots Is The Stuff (Cutler)
    d. Virtute Et Industrial (Cutler)
    e. The Wurple-Diddle-I-Doo Song (The Village
        Band) (Fryberg- Kirsten)
    Drink Up Thy Zider (Play Off) (Cutler)

Side 1

Side 1, Track 1 - Don’t Tell I, Tell ‘Ee

Never been to school, I've never been to college
Sooner be dead than stuff me head with a load of useless knowledge
I never couldn't see, no point in history
Cos I weren't there, so I don't care
So, don't tell I tell 'ee

Don't tell I, tell 'ee, that's my philosophy,
When folks do cuss and start a fuss, don't tell I tell 'ee

Young Sarah Jones one day, got in the family way
Her father come wi' a gurt big gun, said, “'ee you’ll have to pay”
He chased I up a tree, I ‘ollered “leave I be
I 'appen to know t'were old Fred Snow
So, don't blame I, blame 'ee”

Don't tell I tell 'ee, that's my philosophy
When folks do swear and tear their hair, don't tell I tell 'ee

I took a ride one night, a P C hove in sight
He made it hot, because I'd got no brakes, no bell, no light
“I'll sling the book at 'ee”, that copper said with glee
I said, “sling all you like, t'is your Dad's bike
So, don't tell I tell 'ee”

Don't tell I tell 'ee, that's my philosophy
When folks do fuss and start a cuss, don't tell I tell 'ee

I got a lift to town, from good old farmer Brown
In a ten-ton truck wi' a loada muck, when he set us down
A drink we did agree, it would be good for we
The barmaid Rose, she held her nose
I said, “don't smell I, smell 'ee”

Don't tell I tell 'ee, that's my philosophy
When folks do swear and tear their hair, don't tell I tell 'ee

[Spoken] Oh-ah then, clever stuff! Woah

The vicar came along, he said “you know t'is wrong”
“You gets tight on a Friday night”, I answered 'ee real strong
“Now Parson you'll agree, the Lord created me
And I'm afraid t'is how I'm made
So, don't tell I, tell 'ee”



Side 1, Track 2 - Oom Pah Pah

Oom pah pah, oom pah pah, that's how it goes
Oom pah pah, oom pah pah, everyone knows
They all suppose what they wanna suppose
When they hear oom pah pah

There's a little ditty they're singing in the city
Whenever they've been on the gin or the beer
Use your imagination and if you've got the patience
Then you'll hear exactly what you want to hear

Oom pah pah, oom pah pah, that's how it goes
Oom pah pah, oom pah pah, everyone knows
They all suppose what they wanna suppose
When they hear oom pah pah

Little Percy Snodgrass, he often takes the odd glass
But never when he thought anybody could see
Secretly he'd buy it and drink it on the quiet
And dream he was an Earl with a girl on each knee

Oom pah pah, oom pah pah, that's how it goes
Oom pah pah, oom pah pah, everyone knows
What is the cause of his bright shiny nose?
Can it be oom pah pah?

[Instrumental]

Pretty little Sally goes walking down the alley
Displays her pretty ankles to all of the men
They could see her garters but not for free and gratis
An inch or two and then she knew when to say when

Oom pah pah, oom pah pah, that's how it goes
Oom pah pah, oom pah pah, everyone knows
Whether it's hidden or whether it shows
It’s the same oom pah pah



Side 1, Track 3 - Poor Poor Farmer

I came from the city, many months ago
Sold most everything and it gave me quite a stake you know
I bought meself a section of the finest farming land
But how they make a fortune, sure I don't understand
I bought new machinery, very best of seeds
But I'm always buying new parts, half me crop is weeds
The weasels took me chickens, wild pastures killed me cow
The wife’s gone home to Mother and swine fever’s took me sow

(Chorus)
I'm a poor poor farmer, what am I gonna do?
A poor poor farmer, full of rabbit stew
A poor poor farmer, always on the go
Trying to get me farm work caught up before the snow

Oh, the rabbits eat me garden, the hares took all me wheat
It seems like working round the clock I'm really getting beat
Grasshoppers came the other day just like a million goats
Before I knew just what to do, they cut down all me oats
So, I loaded up with grass seeds, headed off to town
Seemed like every mile I went the price kept coming down
Allowing for the stoppage, and the income tax
When time came to settle up, I owed them for the sacks

(Repeat Chorus)

Oh, I woke up this morning, feeling mighty low
Gazed out on my potato field all covered up with snow
First me wheat and then me oats and now me spuds are gone
There's nothing in the grub box, how can I carry on?
But I've still got me freedom, credit rating's high
Don't have to pack no lunchbox or heed the Missus cry
I'll always be a farmer, don't care about a thing
And if I can get the tractor fixed, I'll come back in the Spring

(Repeat Chorus x 2)

And that's the way a poor poor farmer's life should go



Side 1, Track 4 - Chitterling

(Chorus)
Chitterling, chitterling, chitterling
Chitterling is all I crave
Fill me up with chitterling
Think of all the cash you'll save
You can do Irish stew, cordon bleu
Stuff it where you stuff your fancy suits
You can buy it soft or hard
By the pound or by the yard
Chitterling's the stuff to give the troops

Back in Queen Victoria's time they held a grand affair
A really royal spree at the Russian Embassy
Albert and Victoria, they went there for the ride
Thinking it a change from toast for tea
Her Majesty was not amused when right in front the Tsar
Albert laughed and his false teeth shot out
And as they fell into a bucket full of caviar
The royal consort he began to shout

(Repeat Chorus)

When Willie Shakespeare wrote his famous Taming of The Shrew
He couldn't sleep at night, stayed awake by candlelight
He chewed his pen and burned the midnight oil to no avail
For nought could save him from his sorry plight
When suddenly he heard a knock when going to retire
It was his sweetheart Annie Hathaway
Oh, Will she said I've come to give you all that you desire
And Willie's eyes lit up as he did say

(Repeat Chorus)

On the fifth day of November back in sixteen hundred and five
A stealthy figure went to the House of Parliament
Beneath his cloak he carried a great barrel in his hand
It was Guy Fawkes that night on mischief bent
A soldier of the Royal Guard said oh what's this here
Spying of the barrel 'neath his cloak
Pray tell me sire what's in that cask, I'm sure it can't be beer
Old Guy took off his hat and softly spoke

(Repeat Chorus)

Altogether

(Repeat Chorus)

Chitterling's the stuff to give the troops



Side 1, Track 5 - My Threshing Machine

Now I farmed in Congresbury when I were a boy
According of Rose she were my pride and joy
Now Rosie was pretty and just seventeen
When I showed her the works of me threshing machine
Threshing machine, threshing machine
I showed her the works of my threshing machine

She told me that she were a much-travelled girl
Seen faces been places all over the world
But there was one sight that her eyes never seen
A vertical piston drive threshing machine
Threshing machine, threshing machine
A vertical piston drive threshing machine

We went to the barn and I took her inside
And said if you're good I might give 'ee a ride
It stood there all sparkling and shiny and clean
She said that's what I call a threshing machine
Threshing machine, threshing machine
That's what I call a threshing machine

She asked me to demonstrate how the thing worked
So, I let out the clutch, the machine went berserk
You couldn't see nowt for the smoke and the steam
When I started revving me threshing machine
Threshing machine, threshing machine
When I started revving my threshing machine

When I said Rose could drive it for better or worse
The whole damn contraption went into reverse
The camshaft seized up well you know what I mean
And that was the end of me threshing machine
Threshing machine, threshing machine
And that was the end of my threshing machine



Side 1, Track 6 - I Wish I Was Back On The Farm

Wish I were back on the farm
Oh, I wish I were back on the farm
If you wanna learn your lesson, then hear what I'm confessing
Oh, I wish I were back on the farm

Now I was just a hayseed, wi' a straw stuck in me mouth
I packed me bag and took a train that were heading for the south
I wandered through the city streets, cos everything were new
But all the coppers moved me on and the girls they moved me too

Oh, I wish I were back on the farm
Wish I were back on the farm
Where the bulls don't put it over, and the cows stay in the clover
Oh, I wish I were back on the farm

A pretty girl came up to I, we began to chat
She said she'd give I zummat nice if I went to her flat
I said I'd like a cup of tea, she seemed to think it odd
For just when it was time to go, she charged I thirty bob

Oh, I wish I were back on the farm
I wish I were back on the farm
Where there's fun and plenty of it and it isn't done for profit
Oh, I wish I were back on the farm

Now I went into a nightclub, where a lady did a dance
She'd nothing on but pigeons and the rest she left to chance
She didn't seem to find the cold the birds knew where to stay
I clapped me hands and hollered out, but they would not fly away

Oh, I wish she were back on the farm
Now I wish she were back on the farm
She'd have nothing on whatever cos our pigeons ain’t so clever
Oh, I wish she were back on the farm

She'd have nothing on whatever cos our pigeons ain’t so clever
Oh, I wish she were back on the farm








Lyrics Kindly transcribed by M.Pelling & E.Bryant,
Verified by Professor Wurzel



Side 2

Side 1, Track 1 - The Wild West Show

(Chorus)
We're off to see the Wild West Show
The elephant and the kangaroo
Bring along your Mother, your sister and your brother
We're off to see the Wild West Show


[Spoken] Ladies and Gentlemen, I give you the Bly-Bly bird

(The Bly-Bly bird? Fantastic )

The Bly-Bly bird lives in the North Pole, and flies around all day saying "Bly-Bly blimey it's cold up yer"

And

(Repeat Chorus)

[Spoken] And now Ladies and Gentlemen, at great expense, the Hellawi Tribe

(The Hellawi Tribe? Fantastic )

The Hellawi Tribe are pygmies who live in the tall grasslands of Africa, and run around all day shouting
"Where the hell are we, where the hell are we?"

And

(Repeat Chorus)

[Spoken] And next, Ladies and Gentlemen, we bring you the laughing hyena
(The laughing hyena? Fantastic )
The laughing hyena only sees his girlfriend once a year
And it's tonight Ha ha

And

(Repeat Chorus)

[Spoken] And now roll up, roll up, for the Oometail bird
(The Oometail bird? Fantastic )
The Oometail bird has no legs, and when he comes into land, he can be heard saying
"Oooh me tail, oooh me tail, oooh me oooh "


And we're off to see the Wild West Show
The elephant and the kangaroo
Bring along your brother, your sister and your Mother
We're off to see the Wild West Show


Side 2, Track 2 - I’d Love To Swim In The Zuider Zee

Last night I had an awful vision
Country went on prohibition
Lemonade, water, coffee and tea
Not a drop of zuider, zee
Then a little Wurzel man appeared
Three-foot-tall with a four-foot beard
“I've come to grant you a wish said he
But only one, what will it be”?

(Chorus)
I'd love to swim in the zuider zee
Breaststroke or dive in the zuider zee
Butterfly, backstroke, American crawl
It don't matter, I can't swim at all
Full to the gills, with pints quarts and jills
On the zuider zee

Now here's one thing I'd like to say
Before they carry me away
Cider be the stuff for I
That is why you'll hear me cry
If you see me in trouble, don't send out a boat
In a sea full of cider, who wants to float?
And if I go down for the third time don't cry
Oh, what a marvellous way to die
Full to the gills, with pints quarts and gills
On the zuider zee

I'd be content to splash and play
In the waves I'd romp all day
So, take me out, and turn me loose
In a sea of apple juice

(Repeat Chorus)

Now there's one thing I miss the most
Not scrambled eggs or beans on toast
But cider, cider, cider be
All the world to me

(Repeat Chorus)

Full to the gills, with pints quarts and gills
On the zuider zee



Side 2, Track 3 - Faggots Is The Stuff

Good King Wenceslas last looked out, as good kings often do
Said bring me bread and bring me wine, bring me Irish stew
But his page said that ain’t clever, you've missed the best meal ever
I'll tell 'ee what to ask for, and I'll have a plateful too

You and me, we both agree, faggots make 'ee healthy
Buy a gurt heap cos they come quite cheap, no need to be wealthy
If you think that's not enough, try a few peas and a pint of rough
If you're thin or if you're fat, you'll hop about like an old tomcat
There's no doubting, folks is shouting, faggots is the stuff

What did Julius Caesar say when he touched the British shore
Or Napoleon tell Josephine, behind the bedroom door
She said now stop your playing, for I know what you're saying
Same as Mr Gladstone said in eighteen sixty-four

You and me, both agree, faggots make 'ee healthy
Buy a gurt heap cos they come quite cheap, no need to be wealthy
If you think that's not enough, try a few peas and a pint of rough
If you're thin or if you're fat, you'll hop about like an old tomcat
There's no doubting, folks is shouting, faggots is the stuff

They likes 'em more in Singapore with pickles cheese and ham
And wi' Blackpool rock down in Bangkok t'is the pride of all Siam
And the natives in Calcutta, mop 'em up with bread and butter
And at half past two in Timbuktu they take 'em straight with strawberry jam

You and me, both agree, faggots make 'ee healthy
Buy a gurt heap cos they come quite cheap, no need to be wealthy
If you think that's not enough, try a few peas and a pint of rough
If you're thin or if you're fat, you'll hop about like an old tomcat
There's no doubting, folks is shouting, faggots is the stuff



Side 2, Track 4 - Virtute Et Industrial

Now we be Bristol kiddies, oh we comes from Bristol city
Where all the boys is handsome, and all the girls is pretty
We'em proud of our hometown, it never gets we down
And we got a little motto, that we sings up Bedminster Down

Oh! Virtute et industrial, three cheers for Nover's Hill
If the City don't win Saturday, p'raps the Rovers will
Virtute et industrial, shout it to thee neighbour
Virtute et industrial and see thee down the Labour

Now praise the city fathers, cos they knows what they'm doing
Don't listen to they moaners who says we'em going to ruin
They talks of Portbury, but I ain’t kidding thee
Who wants docks when all they locks on the lavatories be free?

Virtute et industrial, long live all the brewers
Build more pubs and betting shops, don't spend de cash on sewers
Virtute et industrial, let's have another drink
Virtute et industrial, and never mind the stink

Now we be living well, bad times is in the distance
We lives it up like hell, on the National Assistance
T'ain’t that we do shirk, to do a bit of work
But if thee cust live without it, then who'd be such a berk

Oh! Virtute et industrial, we be such sober people
Bristol's like a gurt big church wi' a thousand-foot glass steeple
Virtute et industrial, no drunks is ever seen
Virtute et industrial, well thee's know what I mean

Let progress be our watchword, hooray for all the planners
They keeps the traffic moving, and never minds the tanners
From Lulsgate thee cust tear, off to Paris now by air
But the buses down Old Market, s'enough to make thee swear

Oh! Virtute et industrial, Cardiff's now much nearer
They'm gonna print the Evening Post in Welsh to make things clearer
Virtute et industrial, sing nostar yakky dah
Virtute et industrial, what's think of 'ee, oh ah

With one-way streets and flyovers, we know which way we'em facing
Uh seen our brand-new bridge, up there in Cumberland Basin, ha
The cars goes by like thunder, and up and round and under
Just where they goes nobody knows, t'ain’t no bleeding wonder

Oh! Virtute et industrial, our town'll last forever
If we can't build the Concorde, we'll buy in on the never
Virtute et industrial, who got ten million quid
Virtute et industrial, well there thee bist then kid

Oh, the best of Bristol luck, to the Mayor and corporation
Just come back from France, a credit to the nation
Mind they keep it dark, they says the old town clerk
Brought back they Folies Bergeres in exchange for Ashton Park

Oh! Virtute et industrial, up the Downs on Sunday
We've spent the rent on Saturday, down Nelson Street on Monday
Virtute et industrial, may Bristol never fail
Virtute et industrial, till we'em all down Arnos Vale



Side 2, Track 5 - The Wurple-Diddle-I-Doo Song

Rum-pa durdle i-da di dumpa di doo
Rum purdle i-da, rum purdle i-da i doh
Rum-pa durdle i-da di dumpa di doh
Rum purdle i-da rum purdle i oh duh di

Rum-pa durdle i-duh di dordle i-da loh
Wurple durdle i-da di dor duh doh
Rum-pa durdle i-da di dumpa di doh
Rum purdle i-da rum purdle oh duh doh

[Spoken by Adge] Ere’s Reg, ‘ee’s gonna have a go now, ‘n see what ‘ee can do”

Rum-pa durdle i-da di dumpa di doo
Whap durdle i, whap durdle i vi doh
Sur pa durdle i-da di dumpa di doh
Whap durdle i, whap durdle i wi di doh

Rum-pa durdle i-da di dordle i-da doh
Wurple durdle i-da di dor duh doh
Rum-pa durdle i-da di dumpa di doh
Whap durdle i, whap durdle i vi di doh

[Spoken by Adge] Ere’s that yer Tommy, ee’s gonna have a go now, see what ‘ee can do

Wurple diddle i doo li doodle li doo
Rum tid-a-liddy, rum tid-a-liddy li doh
[Spoken in background] Sweet…
Wurple diddle i doo li doodle li doo
Rum tid-a-liddy, rum tid-a-liddy li doh

Rum-pa durdle i-da di dordle i-da doh
Wurple durdle i-da di dor duh doh
Wurple diddle i doo li doodle li doo
Snob-glob, [pig snort] snob-glob [pig snort] i doo

[Spoken by Adge] ahh wake up Henry it’s your turn now, come on get up there

Wurple diddle i doo di dumpa di doh
Wurp diddle i, wurp diddle i di doh
Wurple diddle i doo di dumpa di doh
Wurp diddly, wurp diddly li doh

Rum-pa durdle i-da di dordle i-da loh
Wurple durdle i-da di dor duh doh
[Instrumental… ]

[Spoken by Adge] We’ll let ‘ee know Here’s the serious part then now, very straight

Rum-pa durdle i-da di dumpa di doh
Wurp purdle i-da rum purdle i-da ri doh
Wurple durdle i-da di dumpa di doh
Wurp purdle i-da rum purdle i-da oh duh doh

Wurpa durdle i-da di dorpa i-da doh
Wurpa durdle i-da di dorpa doh
Rum-pa durdle i-da di dumpa di doh
Rum purdle i-da rum purdle I rum ay um
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