Getta Bloomin' Move On! (The Self Preservation Society) - Quincy Jones

This is the self-preservation society

This is the self-preservation society

Go wash your German bands, your boat race too

Comb your Barnet Fair we got a lot to do

Put on your Dickie Dirt and your Peckham Rye

Cause time’s soon hurrying by

Get your skates on mate, get your skates on mate

No bib around your Gregory Peck today, eh?

Drop your plates of meat right up on the seat

This is the self-preservation society

This is the self-preservation society

Gotta get a bloomin move on

Babadab-babadabadab-bab-ba

Gotta get a bloomin move on

Babadab-babadabadab-bab-ba

Jump in the jam jar gotta get straight

Hurry up mate don’t wanna be late

How’s your father?

Tickety boo

Tickety boo

Gotta get a bloomin move on

Self-preservation society

This is the self-preservation society

Put on your almond rocks and daisy roots

Wash your Hampstead Heath and wear your whistle and

flute

Lots of lah-di-dahs and cockneys here

Look alive and get out of here

So get your skates on mate, get your skates on mate

No bib around your Gregory Peck today, eh?

Drop your plates of meat right up on the seat

This is the self-preservation society

This is the self-preservation society