Confusion reigns until his lordship explains that our best interests are served by remaining in service
no education for free for this subject, subject to decree from her highness, most royal majesty
Informally known as Lizzie.
His lordship is marking our card, we must work very hard get little pay not too much noise and no *** on Sunday,
what a way to have to live they take, take, take and we try to live on **** all they live in a bigger hall which still means **** all to me.
I'm voting one way or another I'm voting
boring into the dead wood
Breadcrumbs. I am Hansel and Gretel being dead good.
Liz gets down to the business of queening, cleaning the silverware' getting rid of the peasants who get in her hair tending to Phil having her fill of kedgeree and sod all for the likes of me,
She's off my Christmas list
if we were a republic
A peasant? revolting, his lordship puts the boot in but the fault's in the system we all need rewiring.
I'm going to Grimsby that place will suit me fish, chips and a mug of tea bye bye your majesty don't wait up I'll be home late.