Half Man Half Biscuit - Something's Rotten In The Back Of Iceland lyrics

Well I put the wrong things in the wrong bin again Stuck it out in the alley on the wrong day again It's just a ruse so that I can be in your vicinity A ruse so that I can be in your vicinity I just want to be in your vicinity And be an antidote to your angular urban concerns Urban concerns Up in the Highlands with Victor and Hilary Excursion to Oban, trip round distillery A nicer couple I couldn't ever hope to meet A nicer couple I couldn't ever hope to meet But I don't want to be in their distillery I just want to be in the vicinity Of you and your urban concerns Gonna get away next Wednesday Gonna wash away Urban concerns She breezed into my room to sing her latest song in C It goes like this: Well there ain't no stink like the stink you're going to get From the age-old eel in your decommissioned fridge There ain't no stink like the stink you're going to get From the age-old eel in your decommissioned fridge Well there ain't no stink