A place on the parade
Imagine it
A place on the parade
Could be just the opportunity for a get-ahead young man!
A place on the parade
My name above the door
"Gilbert Chilvers-Chiropodist"
A place on the parade
It's what I've been waiting for
It's perfectly positioned
Both prominent yet quaint
An adequate shop window
A lick or two of paint
Everything I dreamed of for setting up in trade
My own place
My place on the parade
Hammertoes and bunions
Callouses and corns
Clippers for the toenails
Tweezers for the thorns
Fear of fallen arches?
Easily allayed
In my place on the parade
Tineal infection
Fetid fungal growth
Step into my parlour
I can cure you both
Virulent verruccas
Fall beneath the blade
In my place on the parade
Think of the good
I could achieve
Think of the pain
I could relieve
While wise men
Make Britain great again
Playing their roles
I'm saving soles
Remedies and ointments
It's the stuff of dreams
Every embrocation
Liniments and creams
Pumice stones and scalpels
Lovingly displayed
In my place on the parade
On the parade
Gilbert!
What?
Propriety shouting down the Parade!
Joyce, haven't we always talked of one day having my own surgery on the parade?
And now finally, there's an open door!
Yes, it's true
Everyone would notice
How could they resist
Good day Mrs Chilvers
How may we assist
As for dirty glances
They would quickly fade
With our place on the parade
We'll be the new
Think of the good
People to know
I could achieve
We will break through
Think of the pain
Then watch us grow
I could relieve
One small shop
Who knows where things may stop
Dreams can be made
On the parade
Hammertoes and bunions
Callouses and corns(When this town)
Clippers for the toenails(Gets to see)
Tweezers for the thorns(There is far more to me)
As for dirty glances
No more dirty glances
They would quickly fade
With our place
On the parade at last
Setting up in trade
Due respect will be paid
When we're on the parade