Apologies to the Kinks, but probably not to the Pig N Coke Club…
Well I met him in a club down in old Soho
Where they drink champagne and it tastes just like
Spaffy Bojo
O spaffy old Bojo!
He walked up to me and with a foppish prance
I asked him his name and in an affected Eton purr he said, Bojo!
O Spaffy old Bojo!
Well, I’m not the world’s most elegant wank
But when he squeezed my wallet he nearly broke my back
Oh my Bojo, O spaffy old Bojo!
Well, I’m not dumb but I can’t understand
Why he talks like a crackhead yet he’s so shit in bed
Oh my Bojo, O spaffy old Bojo!
Well, we drank champagne and fucked some pigs
Just like Dave in his old Brasenose digs
He was charming like a real VIP
He said,
Little boy, won’t you come home with me?
Well, I’m not the world’s most passionate fop
But when I looked in his eyes
Well, I almost fell for my Bojo
O spaffy old Bojo! O spaffy old Bojo!
Bojo. Buh-buh-buh-buh-but-buh Bojo
Don’t push me away
I’m a corporate whore!
And yet I ran for my life
I couldn’t take any more
Don’t bring us down, to our knees
Then I looked at him, and him at me
Shit-poor? That’s the way that I want it to stay
And I always want it to be that way cos I’m Bojo
Buh-buh-buh-buh-but-buh Bojo
Boris will rich and plebs will be poor
It’s a shit-poor, fucked up chaotic world
Except for Bojo
O Spaffy old Bojo
Well, Bojo left nanny just a week before
But he’s already found his wings as a corporate whore
Bojo smiled and took me by the hand
He said,
Little boy, I’m a very rich man
Well, I’m not the world’s most masculine man
But I know what I am and I’m glad I’m not a fop
Just like Bojo
Like spaffy old Bojo! Like spaffy old Bojo
Buh-buh-buh-buh-but-buh Bojo
Buh-buh-buh-buh-but-buh
Bojo Buh-buh-buh-buh-but-buh Bojo
Buh-buh-buh-buh-but-buh Bojo
Buh-buh-buh-buh-but-buh Bojo
Buh-buh-buh-buh-but-buh BOJO!!!!!