The Artisans

I used to spend each afternoon

Just locked in the confines of my room

'Cause my mother told me that I never should

Play with the gypsies down in the wood

Then I fell in with a bunch of hoods

Who go by the name of the 'Artisans'

Gonna trade in my snakeskin boots

Gonna trade in my rhinestone suit

'Cause I'm in cahoots with the 'Artisans'

Who just happen to be my favourite band

At the best all the rest are just 'also rans'

When compared to the fabulous 'Artisans'