This is a public warning. Be careful when you’re out. We’re having freaky weather. There’s a lot of it about. On the terraces he’s swinging. He’s a monkey on the roof. You’ve seen him on the telly. So let me introduce. T.O.P.M.A.N. He’s naughty by nature. T.O.P.M.A.N.. On doubles and chasers. T.O.P.M.A.N.. He’s a little boy racer. T.O.P.M.A.N.. Shooting guns on the high street of love. In a crowd it’s hard to spot him. But anonymity can cost. He’s never cheap or cheerful. He’s Hugo and he’s Boss. He’s riding through the desert. On a Camel Light. And on a magic carpet. He’ll fly away tonight. Open sesame... T.O.P.M.A.N.. He sees her in double. Then pukes on the pavement. Likes her all clean and shaven. Shooting guns on the high street of love.