Friday night and we're faking it
We got no dole but this realisation we're it
We're talking love, civilisation
'Cause we ain't got shit, you see
Concerning homes and currency
Hope and currency
So we became good union boys
Flash your dues to pay in cardiac alloys
Alloy, alloy, alloy, alloy, alloy
Alloy, alloy, alloy, alloy, alloy
Alloy, alloy, alloy, alloy, alloy
Alloy, alloy, alloy, alloy, alloy
We became the passion plumbers, oh
We became the passion plumbers, oh
We are the passion plumbers, oh
The passion plumbers, oh yeah
On a midnight patrol we rove
Connect the drippy sink to the kitchen stove
No, this ain't any dumber
Than sitting idly by
While some big faced, hairy doormat
He keeps your love inside
Just call the passion plumbers
Just call the passion plumbers
We are the passion plumbers
Just call the passion plumbers
And we'll drain and unsinkable you
Now, go and put the kettle on
Put the kettle on the stove
So that we can all drink together
And fight, fight for our love
Just call the passion plumbers
Just call the passion plumbers
We are the passion plumbers
Just call the passion plumbers
I don't know who else to ask
And I don't know why I do
I don't know who else to ask
And I don't know why I do
I don't know who else to ask
And I don't know why I do
We'll meet again
Don't know where, don't know when
But I know we'll meet again some sunny day, oh
We'll meet again
I don't know where, I don't know when
But I know we'll meet again some sunny day, oh
Just call the passion plumbers
Just call the passion plumbers
We are the passion plumbers
We are the passion plumbers
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