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jake thackray - pass milord the rooster juice كلمات الأغنية

gone are the old, bold, golden days
when the big hob-n-bs were always on the rampage.
n-bs today don’t do the things they used.
p-ss milord the rooster juice.

our n-ble upper crust has got the crumbles;
their escutcheons are not gleaming quite so bright;
their rampant crests are withering and wilting;
and it serves the c-cky thoroughbreeders right!
oh no, oh no, no. sir jasper!

gone are the days when a hot and sp-nky duke
could set the rafters ringing and the d-ch-ss whooping.
the lordly l-stre is faded and forlorn.
p-ss milord the powdered rhino h-rn.

no more wild unbridling nights up at the chateau,
no more jump and tumblings in the good old style.
if tonight her ladyship should raise an eyebrow
his lordship would only raise a smile.
oh no, oh no, no. sir jasper!

gone are the days when a belting earl
could gobble up a girl with a twirl of his moustachios.
the lordly whiskers have got the dreaded droop.
p-ss milord the stallion soup.

pretty damsels will go sadly under-ravished;
gamekeepers will grow rusty in their prime;
there’ll be no more dramas on the bridge at midnight.
how will the working cl-sses p-ss the time?
oh no, oh no, no, sir jasper!

gone are the olden, golden days of yore
when you could jam your jodhpur in a village maiden’s
doorway.
the lordly riding boots don’t glint the way they used.
p-ss milord, p-p-p-p-ss milord,
p-p-p-p-ss p-p-ss milord the rooster juice.

- jake thackray

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