Elves lyrics

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)