Although it is dreadfully hot/Their frocks are devoid of a spot/And the lads, in their blazers/Are sharper than razors../And I’d like to murder the lot.///
I’m livin’ down ‘ere near the bog/An’ I works every day like a dog/For a bugger wot’s ruthless/An’ that lot’s as useless/As tits on a bloody boar hog..///
But while they was havin’ their larks/Sittin’ ‘round makin’ clever remarks/Drinkin’ pink lemonade/In the green court side shade/I been readin’ my Hegel an’ Marx…
Although it is dreadfully hot/Their frocks are devoid of a spot/And the lads, in their blazers/Are sharper than razors../And I’d like to murder the lot.///
I’m livin’ down ‘ere near the bog/An’ I works every day like a dog/For a bugger wot’s ruthless/An’ that lot’s as useless/As tits on a bloody boar hog..///
But while they was havin’ their larks/Sittin’ ‘round makin’ clever remarks/Drinkin’ pink lemonade/In the green court side shade/I been readin’ my Hegel an’ Marx…