madness
land of hope and glory
Yawn, what's the time? I was trying to get some sleep Attention, aah! Bridges Sharkey Nutley Jackson Thompson (master!) Well, as you can see we've got a new recruit to this land of hope and glory Hands behind backs and legs apart and tell us all of your unfortunate story Who me, sir? Yes, you sir! I was an innocent man till someone grassed me of a plan Of earning some big-a-money If I hadn't mouthed it about, I am sure without doubt I'd 'ave missed this land of hope and glory Well, you poor, poor sod, here you're up sharp at six-thirty Cold shower, down to breakfast, can't have you looking dirty I suggest you eat what's given you even if it doesn't agree with you 'Cause it's all you're be getting up until twelve-thirty In-between it's time to stay up in your room, you can dream of life's good things Two years of my teen age life given to this stand-to-attention life Of land of hope and glory I get so bored as time goes by, I think I'll do something dirty I pick at the floor for juicy butts and I'll make myself a smoke A bog roll and envelope stick-it, all this helps to pass my time As the evening drags on, you can watch a little telly Hot Gossip pans people with a little bit of belly Hot drink served cold with the heat of yesterday Don't complain, learn the game and you'll get through another day I watch the second hand on the clock at long-last, it's nine thirty Off to bed, straight to sleep as I leave this land of hope and glory But only for a few seconds am I in ecstasy Before the bell rings to let me know, sharp at six-thirty A-one, a-two, a-six, a-ta' Come on you lot, come on, lights out