C.Q.
C.Q. in unison
C.Q. in unison
I hate the G.L.U.
I hate the Y.M.O.
C.Q. made Europe sick
C.Q. made Europe sick
We want no, no more fascist chic
No, no, no more fascist chic
C.Q. was never one to spit
Do, do, do for the reindeers
Do, do, do, do to please
Do, do, do for me
C.Q. was always bold
C.Q. was always told
Baby, they let you go
Baby, they kill the old
Baby, your supper's cold
C.Q. was never one to
C.Q. was never wanting scold
C.Q. in unison
C.Q. in unison
C.Q. in unison