Текст песни Radio Bungalow Town - George Formby

I've got a high class house on the by-pass road
Porch and veranda, oh what a grand abode
Every inconvenience, enjoy myself I will
My front garden's round at the back at the scullery window sill
In that Radio Rodeo Hi-de-o Ho-de-o on the old bungalow town
You, ought to try living there, it's nowhere near anywhere
You walk for miles, it's right out in the wilds
And when you see the rain pelting down
Your house is afloat, you sink under the road
And don't rise again till the gasworks explode
In that Radio Rodeo Hi-de-o Ho-de-o on the old bungalow town
In that Radio Rodeo Hi-de-o Ho-de-o on the old bungalow town
You ought to try living there, it's nowhere near anywhere
On the Q. T.
Loving couples you'll see, on their honeymoon settling down
But the gushing young wives seem to be a bit hot
For every week-end different husbands they've got
In that Radio Rodeo Hi-de-o Ho-de-o on the old bungalow town
In that Radio Rodeo Hi-de-o Ho-de-o on the old bungalow town
You, ought to try living there, it's nowhere near anywhere
In a bedroom next door a girl lays on
The floor doing physical jerks up and down
Through a hole in the wall, I take a sly peep end and when she starts
Bending I walk in my sleep
In that Radio Rodeo Hi-de-o Ho-de-o on the old bungalow town