Calling Cards Lyrics by Madness

Calling Cards Lyrics

    A sorting office in the old kent road
    Caters from coast to most
    A nice little number if you're out of work
    And aren't the sort to boast,
    You're in need of a job, bob-a-job, rob-a-job
    I'm your man to see
    I'll sit i'll listen i'll not say a word
    The less said would be best for we

    Ooh, what a firm of naughty boys
    Ooh, i've been a naughty boy

    We don't want to mark each other's card
    Except the one you need
    I need you and your returns to help
    Build my company.
    My twins work brighton on a sunny day
    They cover town with the shake of a hand
    On a high come back coz of no come back
    Now they're working in the promised land.

    Ooh, what a pair of naughty boys
    Ooh, i've been a naughty boy

    (the allied irish cyprus bank)
    (india bank bank of turkey)
    (united bank the people's bank)
    (to catch the worm you got to be up early)

    Temporarily out of bounds had to move office
    Clear out of town
    For every problem there's a solution and
    I can do without constitution
    Dealing cards from up the old kent road
    I've been checked up on my heavy load
    You can go but be back soon
    I'll have some work for you to groom.

    Ooh, what a lot of naughty boys
    Ooh, i've been a naughty boy

    (trustees bank, barclays bank)
    (the natwest bank, midland bank)
    (bank of scotland, williams and glyns)
    (bureau de change, the people's bank)

    Ooh, what a lot of naughty boys
    Ooh, what a pair of naughty boys
    Ooh, what a firm of naughty boys
    Ooh, i've been a naughty boy

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