A song for jubilee/olympic year

The English, the English, the English are best I wouldn’t give tuppence for all of the rest.
The rottenest bits of these islands of ours We’ve left in the hands of three unfriendly powers Examine the Irishman, Welshman or Scot You’ll find he’s a stinker, as likely as not.
Och aye, awa’ wi’ yon Edinburgh Festival
The Scotsman is mean, as we’re all well aware And bony and blotchy and covered with hair He eats salty porridge, he works all the day And he hasn’t got bishops to show him the way!
The English, the English, the English are best I wouldn’t give tuppence for all of the rest.
Ah hit me old mother over the head with a shillelagh
The Irishman now out contempt is beneath He sleeps in his boots and he lies through his teeth He blows up policemen, or so I have heard And blames it on Cromwell and William the Third!
The English are noble, the English are nice, And worth any other at double the price
Ah, iechyd da
The Welshman’s dishonest and cheats when he can And little and dark, more like monkey than man He works underground with a lamp in his hat And he sings far too loud, far too often, and flat!
And crossing the Channel, one cannot say much Of French and the Spanish, the Danish or Dutch The Germans are German, the Russians are red, And the Greeks and Italians eat garlic in bed!
The English are moral, the English are good And clever and modest and misunderstood.
And all the world over, each nation’s the same They’ve simply no notion of playing the game They argue with umpires, they cheer when they’ve won And they practice beforehand which ruins the fun!
The English, the English, the English are best So up with the English and down with the rest.
It’s not that they’re wicked or naturally bad It’s knowing they’re foreign that makes them so mad!
For the English are all that a nation should be, And the flower of the English are Donald (Michael) Donald (Michael) and Me!

(Now there’s doggerel for you – thanks to the inimitable Flanders and Swann)ย 

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Author: Janus

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11 thoughts on “A song for jubilee/olympic year”

  1. Mรดre Janus

    ‘Your’ picture is from a protected source and wont display, suggest you find another ๐Ÿ˜ฆ

  2. Actually I don’t know why it isn’t displaying for me

    I see it perfectly clearly everywhere else!

    Perhaps my anti virus has a problem with it ๐Ÿ™‚

    Or even my porn blocker ๐Ÿ˜€

  3. There was one too many inverted commas in the original.

    Love it! Now wait for the rest of the Charioteers to get going… ๐Ÿ™‚

  4. So you’re of the “God is an Englishman” brigade, Janus? Maybe so, but His mother was a Scot. As for your bishops, we wouldn’t have them as a gift.

  5. but how many people can say they are really English by going back to say great grandparents. I know I can’t go back beyond my mother. The wife’s great grandparents were one Dutch and one Armenian and one Scottish

  6. No, God is a German. Why else would there be so many rules, regulations, and a platform for jumping off to Hell constructed should one not wish to abide by them?

  7. You would have lost ‘fing’ Agincourt if we hadn’t come!
    Never mind, we’ll soon all be back to longbows again.

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