Original London Cast of Cats, Stephen Hanan, Brian Blessed - Bustopher Jones lyrics

[Original London Cast of Cats, Stephen Hanan, Brian Blessed - Bustopher Jones lyrics]

Bustopher Jones is not skin and bones

In fact, he's remarkably fat

He doesn't haunt pubs

He has eight or nine clubs

For he's the St james's Street cat!

He's the cat we all greet as
He walks down the street
In his coat of fastidious black

No common-place mousers have such
Well cut trousers

Or such an impeccable back

In the whole of St james's
The smartest of names
Is the name of this Brummell of cats

And we're all of us proud to
Be nodded or bowed to
By Bustopher Jones in white spats

In the whole of St james's
The smartest of names
Is the name of this Brummell of cats
And we're all of us proud to
Be nodded or bowed to
By Bustopher Jones in white spats

My visit's are occasional to
The Senior Educational
And it is the against the rules
For any one cat to belong both to that
And The Joint Superior Schools
For a similar reason, when game is in season
I'm found, not at Fox's, but Blimp's
I am frequently seen at the
Gay Stage and Screen
Which is famous for winkles and shrimps
In the season of venison I give my ben'son
To the Pothunter's succulent bones
And just before noon's not a moment too soon
To drop in for a drink at the Drones
When I'm seen in a
Hurry there's probably curry
At The Siamese or at The Glutton
If I look full of gloom then
I've lunched at The Tomb
On cabbage, rice pudding, and mutton

In the whole of St james's
The smartest of names
Is the name of this Brummell of cats
And we're all of us proud to
Be nodded or bowed to
By Bustopher Jones in white
Bustopher Jones in white
Bustopher Jones in white spats

So much in this way passes Bustopher's day
At one club or another he's found
It can be no surprise that under our eyes
He has grown unmistakably round
He's a twenty-five pounder

Or I am a bounder

And he's putting on weight every day

But I'm so well preserved
Because I've observed
All my life a routine, and I'd say
I am still in my prime
I shall last out my time

That's the word from the stoutest of cats

It must and it shall be spring in Pall Mall
While Bustopher Jones wears white
Bustopher Jones wears white
Bustopher Jones wears white spats

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