Ian Dury - Riding The Outskirts Of Fantasy lyrics

Little tests and odd requests Who loves, who loves, who the best? Little tasks, no questions asked The traitor is at last unmasked Little ploys, search and destroy Who brings, who brings, who more joy? Little snipes and frequent gripes Taken in by all the hype We're riding the outskirts of fantasy We're riding, we're riding, we ride We're hiding our loss of identity We're keeping our secrets inside Little tricks with walking sticks Who gives, who gives, who more kicks? Little smiles and wily wiles Got your name down on our files We're riding the outskirts of fantasy We're riding, we're riding, we ride We're hiding our loss of identity We're keeping our secrets inside I have done this and that I have been here and there I have tasted the fruit of the coco de mer I've devoted myself to a life without care And when all's said and done, I've done more than my share We're riding the outskirts of fantasy We're riding, we're riding, we ride We're hiding our loss of identity We're keeping our secrets inside Little games we name no names Who lost, who lost, who more aims? Little snares caught unawares The cupboard underneath the stairs We're riding the outskirts of fantasy We're riding, we're riding, we ride We're hiding our loss of identity We're keeping our secrets inside