Half Man Half Biscuit - C.A.M.R.A. Man Lyrics
Anything under five percent I don’t want to drink itUgly frontage? Don’t even think it.I want my hand held pumps, I want the sci-fi meetI want Dave and Barbara to refer me to the blackboard‘Cos I’m a CAMRA man, CAMRA man, CAMRA manWeekends, vintage car showDoctor Who aficionadoNo wife no kids, no way juke boxI get sent the Belstaff catalogues‘Cos I’m a CAMRA man, CAMRA man, CAMRA manAnd at the Monday night archeryA fellow cellar hopper lent to meA Willie Rushton biographyIn return for my Sally James scrapbookGuess the guest and win a night with…Guess the guest and win a night with…Guess the guest and win a night with…Guess the guest and win a night out with the CAMRA manA CAMRA man, CAMRA man, CAMRA manOh I am I am I am I am I am I am I am I amI’m a dirty great big Five Nations fanI’ve got Cheap Trick Live at the BudokanI’ve got a friend I can trustI’ve got a shotgun round the backI’ve got a Bonneville in bits but I’m gonna sort it outBecause I am I am I am I am I am I am I am I am I am I amI am a CAMRA man, a CAMRA man, a CAMRA man, a CAMRA manAnd you can really taste the hops!
