Rubber band
There´s a rubber band that plays tunes out of tune
In the library garden Sunday afternoon
While a little chappie waves a golden wand

Rubber band
In 1910 I was so handsome and so strong
My moustache was stiffly waxed and one foot long

And I loved a girl while you played teatime tunes

Dear Rubber band, you´re playing my tunes out of tune, oh

Rubber band, Won´t you play a haunting theme again to me

While I eat my scones and drink my cup
of tea

The sun is warm but it´s a lonely afternoon
Oh, play that theme

Rubber band
How I wish that I could join your Rubber band
We could play in lively parks throughout the land
And one Sunday afternoon I´d find my love

Rubber band
In ´14-´18 war I went to sea
Thought my Sunday love was waiting home for me

And now she´s married to the leader of the band, oh
[spoken]
Oh sob: I hope you break your baton