Our southminister system is best of breed,
Hybrided out of washingtons sleeve.
Taken to respect her queen,
Yet allows its people to go inbetween.
Our southern sea abate,
with yet another debate.
We use the language,
abuse the sandwidge,
nine thousand joules mandate..
The nine thousand joules debate,
Something pizzas girate.
If thats the ave,
then where my flan,
Nine thousand fatties must hate.
Nine thousand fatties debate,
They all took along a mate.
They called it a farlament,
brought in their turned bulls and went,
Now another year was very well spent.
Nine thousand bulls debate,
The farlament was full of shaat.
The rafters were full,
of the c o two bull.
That the where we left the snake.
Nine thousand snake did make,
only a phraction of the great displake.
Now when a hiss,
Makes for a kiss,
We run off and tell our chait.
Chait is the only one,
Where jesuses muses are fun.
he sheds a light,
Of a fancy flight.
Saving the plane from pun.
Saving the plane from pun,
His not the only one.
I heard from a phrend,
That there wasnt an end,
dootering can ensured you come.
dootering can ensure you come,
And you wont be the only one.
many feel the weight,
of a pressured sayt.
When confronted with a stormeys bum.
When confronted with a stormeys bum,
You’d better start to run.
If daniels get her lips,
onto your bits,
You’ll be lasting a lot less than some.
You’ll be lasting a lot less than some,
If she gets her mitts on your thumb.
puppy fingers and furry feet,
thats the last you’ll have to tweet.
Thats the last you’ll have to tweet,
no more sixty nines this week.
your mouth’ll be sore,
And not care for war.
tonge all curled in the cheek.
Tonge all curled in the cheek,
pushing the teeth that are weak.
If wheat didnt heat,
We’d replace it for beet.
fridges should be the goverments treat.
Fridges should be the goverments treat,
electricity and the subsequent heat.
renewable power,
stole our tall tower,
Now were left to gather peat.
Now were left to gather peat,
Coal seams – seem to retreat.
If high on the hog,
causes problems to bog.
I rather – father earth – throw a meet.
I rather – fathers earth – throw a meet.
And his place – is always the heap.
his vet sent a man,
a dog in his van.
to people that want to retreat.