Stuff the Jubilee

歌詞

I'm not an anarchist but I know a man who is He composed this masterpiece about the nouveau stinking riche Of cabbages and future kings and marriage guidance councelings Of geriatrics losing hope in Stephen Patrick's overcoat Excuse my rudery but stuff the juoblee! It's the last tango at the palace Christopher goes down on Alice A make-up girl from Selfridges unaccustomed to such privileges of His Majesty's secret services The kind of secret services usually confined to circuses Excuse my rudery but stuff the jubilee! Princess A to Princess Bea and all their work for charity Every royal lion' s head on every boiled and frying egg And every sodding polo team in Hello ! bloody magazine And if you feel this story lacks the royal seal on candle wax Reel to reels of scuzzy facts of dodgy deal and income tax String me up from Traitor's Gate stick my head upon a stake And if you feel this story sucks that's probably because I made it up I didn' t really hitch a lift to Windsor Castle bearing gifts And I can prove it wasn' t me I was on a stage in Germany I've always loved the Oueenie Mum her daughters and her daughter' s sons From Princess A to Princess Bea And all the Royal Family Stuff the jubilee!