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(Chorus) Of the Magazine Wall, | (Chorus) Of the Magazine Wall, | ||
Hump, helmet and all? | Hump, helmet and all? | ||
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He was one time our King of the Castle | He was one time our King of the Castle | ||
Now he's kicked about like a rotten old parsnip. | Now he's kicked about like a rotten old parsnip. | ||
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(Chorus) To the jail of Mountjoy! | (Chorus) To the jail of Mountjoy! | ||
Jail him and joy. | Jail him and joy. | ||
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He was fafafather of all schemes for to bother us | He was fafafather of all schemes for to bother us | ||
Slow coaches and immaculate contraceptives for the populace, | Slow coaches and immaculate contraceptives for the populace, | ||
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(Chorus) And religious reform, | (Chorus) And religious reform, | ||
Hideous in form. | Hideous in form. | ||
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Arrah, why, says you, couldn't he manage it? | Arrah, why, says you, couldn't he manage it? | ||
I'll go bail, my fine dairyman darling, | I'll go bail, my fine dairyman darling, | ||
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(Chorus) His butter is in his horns. | (Chorus) His butter is in his horns. | ||
Butter his horns! | Butter his horns! | ||
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(Repeat) Hurrah there, Hosty, frosty Hosty, change that shirt | (Repeat) Hurrah there, Hosty, frosty Hosty, change that shirt | ||
[on ye, | [on ye, | ||
Rhyme the rann, the king of all ranns! | Rhyme the rann, the king of all ranns! | ||
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<I>Balbaccio, balbuccio!</I>; | <I>Balbaccio, balbuccio!</I>; | ||
We had chaw chaw chops, chairs, chewing gum, the chicken- | We had chaw chaw chops, chairs, chewing gum, the chicken- | ||
[pox and china chambers | [pox and china chambers | ||
Universally provided by this soffsoaping salesman. | Universally provided by this soffsoaping salesman. | ||
Revision as of 14:04, 14 December 2005
Have you heard of one Humpty Dumpty
How he fell with a roll and a rumble
And curled up like Lord Olofa Crumple
By the butt of the Magazine Wall,
(Chorus) Of the Magazine Wall,
Hump, helmet and all?
He was one time our King of the Castle
Now he's kicked about like a rotten old parsnip.
And from Green street he'll be sent by order of His Worship
To the penal jail of Mountjoy
(Chorus) To the jail of Mountjoy!
Jail him and joy.
He was fafafather of all schemes for to bother us
Slow coaches and immaculate contraceptives for the populace,
Mare's milk for the sick, seven dry Sundays a week,
Openair love and religion's reform,
(Chorus) And religious reform,
Hideous in form.
Arrah, why, says you, couldn't he manage it?
I'll go bail, my fine dairyman darling,
Like the bumping bull of the Cassidys
All your butter is in your horns.
(Chorus) His butter is in his horns.
Butter his horns!
(Repeat) Hurrah there, Hosty, frosty Hosty, change that shirt
[on ye,
Rhyme the rann, the king of all ranns!
Balbaccio, balbuccio!;
We had chaw chaw chops, chairs, chewing gum, the chicken-
[pox and china chambers
Universally provided by this soffsoaping salesman.
