Blur - Top Man lyrics

This is a public warning
Be careful when you're out
We're having freaky weather
There's a lot of it about
On the terraces it's swinging
He's a monkey on the roof
You've seen him on the telly
So let me introduce (Your host tonight)

T-O-P-M-A-N, he's naughty by nature
T-O-P-M-A-N, on doubles and chasers
T-O-P-M-A-N, he a little boy racer
T-O-P-M-A-N, shooting guns on the
High street of love

In a crowd it's hard to spot him
But anonymity can cost
It's never cheap or cheerful
He's Hugo and he's Boss
He's riding through the desert
On a Camel Light
And on a magic carpet, he'll fly away tonight
(Open sesame)

T-O-P-M-A-N, he's naughty by nature
T-O-P-M-A-N, on doubles and chasers
T-O-P-M-A-N, he a little boy racer
T-O-P-M-A-N, shooting guns on the
High street of love
T-O-P-M-A-N, sees her in double
T-O-P-M-A-N, and he pukes on the pavement
T-O-P-M-A-N, he likes her all
Clean and shaven
T-O-P-M-A-N, shooting guns on the
High street of love

T-O-P-M-A-N, he's naughty by nature
T-O-P-M-A-N, on doubles and chasers
T-O-P-M-A-N, he a little boy racer
T-O-P-M-A-N, shooting guns on the
High street of love

T-O-P-M-A-N, shooting guns on the
High street of love
T-O-P-M-A-N, shooting guns on the
High street of love
T-O-P-M-A-N, shooting guns on the
High street of love
T-O-P-M-A-N, shooting guns on the
High street of love
T-O-P-M-A-N, shooting guns on the
High street of love t-O-P-M-A-N
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