Friday night and we're faking it
We got no dough but this realization we're it
We're talking love, civilization
Cause we ain't got shit you see
Concerning homes and currency
Our hope and currency
So we became good union boys
Fleshy dues to pay in cardiac alloys
Hello hello alloys alloys alloys...
And we became
The passion plumbers
We became the passion plumbers
We are the passion plumbers
A passion plumbers
On a midnight patrol we rove
Connect the drippy sink to the kitchen stove
No, this ain't any dumber
Than sitting idly by
While the thick faced hairy doorman
He keeps your love inside
Just call the passion plumbers
Just call the passion plumbers
We are the passion plumbers
Just call the passion plumbers
...
Now go and put the kettle
Put the kettle on the stove
So now we can all drink together
And fight, fight for our love
Just call the passion plumbers
Just call the passion plumbers
We are the passion plumbers
Just call the passion plumbers
I don't know where's don't ask
I don't know why I do...
We'll meet again
I don't know where, I don't know when
But I know we'll meet again
Some sunny day
Just call the passion plumbers
Just call the passion plumbers
We are the passion plumbers
Just call the passion plumbers
