The Decline Of The House Of Lords

[Intro]
Well, ladies and gentlemen, uhh... That just about nearly winds up the show for tonight, uhm... I wanna say a big thank you to- to the Wee-Wee Band playing the music here tonight, uhm... On bass Mr Otis O'Toole uhh, uhm... on the mean skins Mr Rough Stuff O'Flanagan... at the piano, uhm, Mr Hot Thumbs O'Riley. I just wanna say we all had a ball here tonight, and hope you had too. Don't wanna get all sentimental here now, but... I'd just like to bring out my last guest for tonight and- he's gonna put down the final number for you here now, so let me hear a nice one for Lord Cockbury- yeah, here he is, ok... Mr Lord Cockbury

[Verse 1]
Hand me down my morning suit, air my evening gown
Summon for my carriage, I'm going up to town
To bear my first condolences to where I'm really bound
And lie upon the evidence that's hanging all around
Because one man's meat is another man's bread
And the bigger boys end up fed

[Chorus 1]
So, get me to my funeral
My last blood has just bled

[Verse 2]
And beg the Sally Army to play the serenade
And while they blow the anthem I will perish by the blade
And tell them not to worry, for overtime is paid
Soon as all the mourners leave the plot where I'm laid
'Cause one man's meat is another man's bread
And the bigger boys end up fed

[Chorus 2]
So, get me to my funeral
My last blood has just bled

[Verse 3]
And while you highland sword-dance I will try to die so gay
And swing a leg in Savoy style and dance my blues away
But please don't sidle over and slowly start to say
That someone thought they saw my head go flying that a'way
Because one man's meat is another man's bread
And the bigger boys end up fed

[Chorus 3]
So, get me to my funeral
My last blood has just bled
So, get me to my funeral
My last blood has just bled (everybody!)
So, get me to my funeral
My last blood has just bled (one more time!)
So, get me to my funeral
My last blood has just bled (once more for the Queen!)
So, get me to my funeral
My last blood has just bled...