Elves

When will the good Scotch return?
 In all its scarred, splendor,
 When will the price of Scotch come down?
 Here's him in nearly '85
 Hanging around with pop scum
 It's not the business I despise
 On this train, extended ride
 It's the Scotch end of the market now
 And steel glasses
 And bad music corpses
 Cannot hide the new rock scum
 Spitting on what's good and gone
 Spitting on what's good and gone
 When will the price of Scotch come down?
 Arrangement before job done
 Alignment before job done
 Assignment before song sung
 Alignment before job done
 All of this fantastic league's against me
 The Fantastic is in league against me
 Tin-can rattle on the path
 The (bestial greed) is on the attack
 The cat black runs round the tree
 The siamese reached the shore
 The siamese reached the shore
 No never, no never no more
 will I trust the elves of Dunsimore (repeated)