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Photostory of JCC's Majorca

Fasten your seatbelts says a voice

Inside the plane you can't hear no noise

Engines made by Rolls Royce

Take your choice

. . . Make Mine Mallorca

Check out the caravans - can't be found

Alert the passengers, they'll be drowned

A friendly mug says settle down

And when I came round I was gagged and bound -

. . . for Majorca

And the eyes caress the neat hostess

Her unapproachable flip finesse

They've got little bags if you wanna make a mess

Fancied Cuba but it cost me less

. . . to Majorca

(Whose blond sand gently caresses the cool blue lips of the Mediterranean)

They packed us into the white hotel

You could still smell the Polycell

Wet white paint in the air-conditioned cells

The waiter smells of fake Chanel

Gauloises, garlic as well

Says if I like I can call him Mig-u-el

. . . well really!

I got drunk with another fella

Who'd just brought up a previous paella

He wanted a fight but said they were yella

. . . in Majorca

The guitars rang the castanets clicked

The Double Diamond flowed like sick

Mother's Pride, tortillas and chips

Something . . something made me sick

In Majorca

Yes! The heat made me sick

I had to stay in the shade

Wish I'd joined the International Brigade

'Cos the fascists won and by Christ I paid

. . . in Majorca