The real Italian Job dilemma

Van ends up balanced on cliff edge in scene resembling The Italian Job.


Come on, all together now...


"This is the Self Preservation Society,
This is the Self Preservation Society,

Go wash your German bands, your boatrace too,
Comb your Barnet Fair; we’ve got a lot to do,
Put on your Dickey Dirt and your Peckham Rye,
‘Cos time’s soon hurrying by…

Get your skates on, mate,
Get your skates on, mate,
No bib around your Gregory Peck today.
Hey!
Drop your plates of meat
Right upon the seat,

This is the Self Preservation Society,
This is The Self Preservation Society,
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Gotta get a bloomin' move on
(Gotta get a bloomin' move on)
Jump in the jam jar. Gotta get straight.
Hurry up mate, gonna be late!
And 'how's your father?'
Tickety-boo, tickety-boo.
Gotta get a bloomin' move on.

This is the Self Preservation Society
The Self Preservation Society

Put on your almond rocks and daisy roots,
Flash your Hampstead Heath; wear your whistle and flute,
Lots of la-di-dahs and cold pigs ear,
Look alive and get out of here.

Get your skates on, mate,
Get your skates on, mate,
No bib around your Gregory Peck today.
Hey!
Drop your plates of meat
Right upon the seat

This is the Self Preservation Society,
The Self Preservation Society."

The Self Preservation Society (Get A Blooming Move On!)




And because I just love it...

"You're only supposed to blow the bloody doors off!"