Come, come, roll up your trouser leg
Down at the old NLC.
Come, come, stuff your coat on the peg,
Down at the old NLC.
There to get your apron on:
Learn the secret organ song;
Bend your thumb when you shake hands.
Come, come, drinking till the dinner gong,
Down at the old NLC.
— 1985. Words: Mark Tavener. Tune: Down at the Old Bull and Bus
The NLC is a private members' club, it is said to be one of the few London clubs to contain other clubs within. en.wikipedia.org/wiki/National_…