They are carping, wittering, babbling and waffling too old, no seat belt, didn't apologise, no protection they cackle, burble, utter twaddle, prattle and jabber those faceless cowards from their high-rise bastions
Good old Phil shows them Blue is blue now and forever Who hears fools bleating or pay attention to unwashed Next day a brand new car and back at the wheel no fear To the Palace born are bloodlines bred and unvanquished
Where were your fathers and ancestors when nations called who were the Men who took leadership and stood strong Who showed wisdom, bravery and gile while others balked Who built the Kingdoms and stalked the lines all night long
Sovereignty is in the blood not bought or sold in Ale houses Our Ancestors fought and died for Kings and Kingdoms while some cower or hid under maiden's skirts in blabling fright Now they talk of republic and tattle equality in dolts wisdom
Go ply your wares in your alehouses and red market squares your fitting insignificance is the coats that your cowardice wears when you earn your spurs come talk to me and share my fares If your forefathers were man enough your envy would shed no tears
So go chatter your natter and twaddle your prattle in Seattle You're nothing but offsprings of knaves, turn-coats and cowards We fought and strived to build the Nation so you lot could settle Our bloodline is ordained Divinely and regardless onward and forward
Hahaha...hahaha...hahaha.....come on, accept the ******* truths, your class war is **** twaddle, you can only prattle and chatter and pick on sub continent royals. you're lame and insignificant in the grand scheme of things. Old Phil knows this as all the others as well.