but beware of the hog as through autumn we slog
one man,s goal is another man,s try
wake me up before you go go or maybe today is a good day to fry
cause rowntree,s fruit yum yum,s a packet of swine chums ... it,s just the job for "mr scream"
till taken for grunted ... the porky,s been punted ... the lamebridge of cambridge it,s all upstream
as tiddle,s he riddle,s at nero,s he fiddles ... the queen of hearts but it,s all do tell
penquins make you laugh out loud but it,s said by some it,s a highway to smell
cause smeagol he smirks as the lubricant lurks the queen of hearts but we live in dread
who once said "i know" it,s the end of the show .... and it,s said by some that the court mincer fled
cause reason the treason the end of the season who,s under the spell of the old wraith,s ring
the all autumn leaves as the band play,s greensleeves but who,s caught in the court of the crimson king
but fags against drags is it mingers in mags it,s said by some that he,s long been seen
revenge is a dish that,s best served mould blue is the colour or is it green
but it,s all just say ho on the grange hill type show the lusivious lune it,s the emporers grape
it,s time to get the scabby habit and the bottle boy,s it,s down on tape
as he hits the punch bsg but it,s not like a gag but it,s said in due time the tweety bird trilled
and pretend it,s who,s face theres a time and a plaice cause it,s long said by some that the haddocks been grilled
like an old smeagol spread when it comes to a head that hand it,s so close to my face
it,s open and legs and it,s down in the dregs dick dastardly cheats but he still wins the race
cause smeagol he smirks as the lubricant lurks the queen of hearts but we live in dread
who once said "i know" it,s the end of the show .... and it,s said by some that the court mincer fled
cause reason the treason the end of the season who,s under the spell of the old wraith,s ring
he all autumn leaves as the band play,s greensleeves but who,s caught in the court of the crimson king
but meeting old friends well we know how it ends but who once popped that champagne cork
but once more unto the breach old friends ....but he lost at the battle of action pork
cause harlot,s been hired but has she been squired ... whe want,s to be a millionaire
"expand on my priceees" the three little micees the note that he wrote with a certain flair
but is he so "porkwise" as the tennant he applies but then again "if i thought like that"
it,s the all lucky draw but you still can,t be surethe bunny,s a honey ..but it,s not all hat
cause smeagol he smirks as the lubricant lurks the queen of hearts but we live in dread
who once said "i know" it,s the end of the show .... and it,s said by some that the court mincer fled
cause reason the treason the end of the season who,s under the spell of the old wraiths ring
the all autumn leaves as the band play,s greensleeves
but who,s caught in the court of the crimson king
one man,s goal is another man,s try
wake me up before you go go or maybe today is a good day to fry
cause rowntree,s fruit yum yum,s a packet of swine chums ... it,s just the job for "mr scream"
till taken for grunted ... the porky,s been punted ... the lamebridge of cambridge it,s all upstream
as tiddle,s he riddle,s at nero,s he fiddles ... the queen of hearts but it,s all do tell
penquins make you laugh out loud but it,s said by some it,s a highway to smell
cause smeagol he smirks as the lubricant lurks the queen of hearts but we live in dread
who once said "i know" it,s the end of the show .... and it,s said by some that the court mincer fled
cause reason the treason the end of the season who,s under the spell of the old wraith,s ring
the all autumn leaves as the band play,s greensleeves but who,s caught in the court of the crimson king
but fags against drags is it mingers in mags it,s said by some that he,s long been seen
revenge is a dish that,s best served mould blue is the colour or is it green
but it,s all just say ho on the grange hill type show the lusivious lune it,s the emporers grape
it,s time to get the scabby habit and the bottle boy,s it,s down on tape
as he hits the punch bsg but it,s not like a gag but it,s said in due time the tweety bird trilled
and pretend it,s who,s face theres a time and a plaice cause it,s long said by some that the haddocks been grilled
like an old smeagol spread when it comes to a head that hand it,s so close to my face
it,s open and legs and it,s down in the dregs dick dastardly cheats but he still wins the race
cause smeagol he smirks as the lubricant lurks the queen of hearts but we live in dread
who once said "i know" it,s the end of the show .... and it,s said by some that the court mincer fled
cause reason the treason the end of the season who,s under the spell of the old wraith,s ring
he all autumn leaves as the band play,s greensleeves but who,s caught in the court of the crimson king
but meeting old friends well we know how it ends but who once popped that champagne cork
but once more unto the breach old friends ....but he lost at the battle of action pork
cause harlot,s been hired but has she been squired ... whe want,s to be a millionaire
"expand on my priceees" the three little micees the note that he wrote with a certain flair
but is he so "porkwise" as the tennant he applies but then again "if i thought like that"
it,s the all lucky draw but you still can,t be surethe bunny,s a honey ..but it,s not all hat
cause smeagol he smirks as the lubricant lurks the queen of hearts but we live in dread
who once said "i know" it,s the end of the show .... and it,s said by some that the court mincer fled
cause reason the treason the end of the season who,s under the spell of the old wraiths ring
the all autumn leaves as the band play,s greensleeves
but who,s caught in the court of the crimson king
don,t tip off the charon don,t bottom the baron
don,t row the boat across the lake
to the isle of the spread ... but the pied one he fled
the cackling caw of the camping crake
cause the galloping gunny,s ... the valley of bunny,s the pansied daffodil,s in fields
the mincers walk ... is it "flagon talk" . . it,s said in time the maiden yeilds
and the maiden splay,s as the jester plays the minstrels roam from town to town
where they,ve just been paid like a lowly maid ... standing there in that open gown
but by some it,s said that the pied one fledthe prophet saw it in the rune
but he might have fled from the barons bed but who pay,s the piper calls the tune
but theres just no spread if you,ve got no bread .. quasimodo rings the bells
in a cloistered dam under notre-ham ... it,s said by some the bunny yells
and the "weeping wall" it,s the rise and fall of the bathing bathory
it,s a pork or two at the barbecue ... but was it savour
but nostrahamus the stars they dam usbut was it really all just fate
was meant to be let the .... bebut when it,s served up on a plate
but don,t snitch the witch ...
in the dark of the ditch .... nobbing hood is back in tow
it,s jingle bells if the bunny yell,s .... but london bridge is falling down
and "slain my own dragon" the price of a flagon the fading of the tavern light
the half drumken blur the peculiar purr but was he such a gallant knight
in the war of the roses the jester strikes poses but was it all really his fault
who,s rosy young cheeks have been missing for weeks
who,s hidden in the dungeon vault
cause tip off the charon or bottom the baron ...
or take that ferry cross the lake
to the isle of the spread . . . but the pied one he fled
but the cackling caw of the camping crake
don,t row the boat across the lake
to the isle of the spread ... but the pied one he fled
the cackling caw of the camping crake
cause the galloping gunny,s ... the valley of bunny,s the pansied daffodil,s in fields
the mincers walk ... is it "flagon talk" . . it,s said in time the maiden yeilds
and the maiden splay,s as the jester plays the minstrels roam from town to town
where they,ve just been paid like a lowly maid ... standing there in that open gown
but by some it,s said that the pied one fledthe prophet saw it in the rune
but he might have fled from the barons bed but who pay,s the piper calls the tune
but theres just no spread if you,ve got no bread .. quasimodo rings the bells
in a cloistered dam under notre-ham ... it,s said by some the bunny yells
and the "weeping wall" it,s the rise and fall of the bathing bathory
it,s a pork or two at the barbecue ... but was it savour
but nostrahamus the stars they dam usbut was it really all just fate
was meant to be let the .... bebut when it,s served up on a plate
but don,t snitch the witch ...
in the dark of the ditch .... nobbing hood is back in tow
it,s jingle bells if the bunny yell,s .... but london bridge is falling down
and "slain my own dragon" the price of a flagon the fading of the tavern light
the half drumken blur the peculiar purr but was he such a gallant knight
in the war of the roses the jester strikes poses but was it all really his fault
who,s rosy young cheeks have been missing for weeks
who,s hidden in the dungeon vault
cause tip off the charon or bottom the baron ...
or take that ferry cross the lake
to the isle of the spread . . . but the pied one he fled
but the cackling caw of the camping crake
| now is the brexit of our . . . much content ye glorious summer champage cork it,s a heat hazed hue at the barbecue and sizzling prime time british pork cause at waterloo ... with it,s festering queue we sing congratulations we make a strong stance v the threat of "nil points" and petty regulations cause it,s been such a chore but "don,t mention the war the hundred years that,s long gone been at agincourt it came to nought and in many way,s it was just a scream and so we make dramas tres wonky bannanas ... from the herpid hade,s of hell and hear-ye town cryers denounce the hair dryers, king edward fingers his lubricat gel so a nifty three fifty , well that one looks shifty , the good wifes nowhere to be seen ?? but believe in britain butter stork or even flora margarne or a "fruitcake francious" it,s all je ne sai quois ... a tres tooty fruity with plenty of nut,s the cockerel just cocks as the court jester mocks ... and it,s long said that the good queen tutts but greensleeves means leaves on decidious trees ...like a good tart,s all covered in treacle like a good roast but it,s now time to toast ... the democracy of the people so it,s see you later traitors gater ...... in a rank cell you might get a meal it,s such a good crack when your up on the wrackit,s time now for squeal or no squeal cause hail theses times of glorianna unicorns and fields of flowers although some talk of somehow princes held in somewhere towers with their "breky-pops" ( are they still in the shop ) with a slightly mute snap pop and crackle though somehow quite bland like a dodgy own brand somewhere the three witches cackle cause in bunny plot land was the laughter just canned ... did the good thesp on stage really die was his head in the wine did she find him in time ... did lady mac breath somehow lie like an old snoggy hoggy a hoggy come moggy .... her groom-stick she rides like a king it,s groom-stick arise as she queries the size ....a the puppet on a string ?? like a far out farage as he sails on his barge ....( the fish they still swim in the sea ) or ol "breky-popsters" the ageing type rock-sters the bards "greatest hit,s" volime 3 cause what do we want is it "breky-pops" "breky-pops" do we want them now ?? like a mad may march to trafalger arch .... at the palace some say it,s all chow but treachery talks . . . hear that guy fawkes still walks we might yet end in kingdom come and it,s don,t turn tail cause we might come to hail the mingland cretin-dom |
