You could say I like it here
With my mouth right in your ear
What a lovely atmosphere
It's very personal

You might say it's where it's at
On the sofa in your flat
A little bit of this and a little bit of that
It's very personal

Done up like a kipper
Tonced up like a toff
Here's your golden slipper
Close your eyes and cough
Very personal
Very personal

You could say I like it
With my mouth right in your earhole
What a lovely atmosphere
It's very personal
Very personal

Wrap yourself in silver paper, put a sandbag on your head
Crawl inside your fall-out shelter underneath your garden shed
Boil an egg or have a cuddle, cut your toenails, make the bed
By the time this record's finished, everybody will be...

Wrap yourself in silver paper, put a sandbag on your head
Crawl inside your fall-out shelter underneath your garden shed
Boil an egg, have a cuddle, cut your toenails, make the bed
By the time this record's finished, everybody will be dead

Ban the bomb
Ban the bomb
Ban the bomb
Ban the bomb

For those that do not wish to die, raise up your voices to the sky
And sing away the missiles

Wash your smalls, feed the cactus, telephone your Uncle Fred
By the time this record's finished everybody will be dead

Ban the bomb
Ban the bomb
Ban the bomb
Ban the bomb
Ban the bomb
Ban the bomb
Ban the bomb
Ban the bomb
Ban the bomb
Ban the bomb
Ban the bomb
Ban the bomb