Rockets - Mr. Chips lyrics

Mr. Chips Was a dirty old man He washed his hands In money He had gold-capped teeth He had a shiny head And his nose was always runny Late one night He had a dream He fell into a washing machine In the end He went through the ringer And now Mr. Chips Is a whole lot cleaner Goodbye, Mr. Chips I hope you're feeling Goodbye, Mr. Chips I hope you're feeling much better Goodbye, Mr. Chips I hope you're feeling Goodbye, Mr. Chips I hope you're feeling much better Mr. Chips He's a dirty old man He washed his hands In money (fade)