"C.Q." as written by and Blackburn/hartley/campbell/turney....
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


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