This Is What We Find

Morning Reg, meat and two veg? He done him with a ten pound sledge He done himself a favour crash Forty year-old arse-wipe, Mrs. Elizabeth Walker of Lambeth Walk Had a husband who was jubblified With only half a stalk So she had a milk of magnesia and curry powder sandwich Half a pound of uncut pork Took an overdose of Omo, this made the neighbours talk Could have been watching Frankie Vaughan On the telly and giving herself a scratch This is what we find This is what we find This is what we find A sense of humour is required Amongst our bacon rind Hello, Brian, wash and iron? Try it on, it's only nylon Single bachelor with little dog, Tony Green of Turnham Green Said, "Who's a clever boy, then, girl" Yes you know whom I mean 'Cause the mongrel laid a cable in the sandpit Of the playground of the park Where they had been And with a bit of tissue He wiped its bum-hole clean A bit of claggy on the waggy This is what we find This is what we find This is what we find I must have had a funny time On the Golden Hind O vanitas vanitatum Which of us is happy in this life? Which of us has our desire Or having it, is gratified? Hello, Mrs. Wood This boy looks familiar, they used to call him Robin Hood Now he's Robin fucking shit cunt Home improvement expert Harold Hill of Harold Hill Of do-it-yourself dexterity And double-glazing skill Came home to find another gentleman's kippers in the grill So sanded off his winkle With his Black and Decker drill This is what we find This is what we find This is what we find The hope that springs eternal Springs right up your behind This is what we find This is what we find This is what we find This is what we find This is what we find