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Blood On The Rooftops

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  • Dark and gray, an English film, the Wednesday Play
    We always watch the Queen on Christmas Day
    Won't you stay?
    Though your eyes see shipwrecked sailors, you're still dry
    The outlook's fine though Wales might have some rain
    Saved again
    Let's skip the news boy, I'll make some tea
    The Arabs and the Jews boy, too much for me
    They get me confused boy, puts me off to sleep
    And the thing I hate, oh Lord
    Is staying up late, to watch some debate, on some nation's fate
    Hypnotized by Batman, Tarzan, still surprised
    You've won the West in time to be our guest
    Name your prize
    Drop of wine, a glass of beer, dear, what's the time?
    The grime on the Tyne is mine, all mine, all mine
    Five past nine
    Blood on the rooftops, Venice in the Spring
    Streets of San Francisco, a word from Peking
    The trouble was started, by a young Errol Flynn
    Better in my day, oh Lord
    For when we got bored, we'd have a world war, happy but poor
    So let's skip the news boy, I'll go make that tea
    Blood on the rooftops, too much for me
    When old Mother Goose stops, they're out for 23
    Then the rain at Lords stopped play
    Seems Helen of Troy has found a new face again
  • Dark and gray, an English film, the Wednesday Play
    We always watch the Queen on Christmas Day
    Won't you stay?
    Though your eyes see shipwrecked sailors, you're still dry
    The outlook's fine though Wales might have some rain
    Saved again
    Let's skip the news boy, I'll make some tea
    The Arabs and the Jews boy, too much for me
    They get me confused boy, puts me off to sleep
    And the thing I hate, oh Lord
    Is staying up late, to watch some debate, on some nation's fate
    Hypnotized by Batman, Tarzan, still surprised
    You've won the West in time to be our guest
    Name your prize
    Drop of wine, a glass of beer, dear, what's the time?
    The grime on the Tyne is mine, all mine, all mine
    Five past nine
    Blood on the rooftops, Venice in the Spring
    Streets of San Francisco, a word from Peking
    The trouble was started, by a young Errol Flynn
    Better in my day, oh Lord
    For when we got bored, we'd have a world war, happy but poor
    So let's skip the news boy, I'll go make that tea
    Blood on the rooftops, too much for me
    When old Mother Goose stops, they're out for 23
    Then the rain at Lords stopped play
    Seems Helen of Troy has found a new face again

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