Isn't It Grand Boys
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| Look at the coffin, with golden handles Isn't it grand, boys, to be bloody-well dead? Let's not have a sniffle, let's have a bloody-good cry And always remember: The longer you live The sooner you'll bloody-well die Look at the flowers, all bloody withered Isn't it grand, boys, to be bloody-well dead? Let's not have a sniffle, let's have a bloody-good cry And always remember: The longer you live The sooner you'll bloody-well die Look at the mourners, bloody-great hypocrites Isn't it grand, boys, to be bloody-well dead? Let's not have a sniffle, let's have a bloody-good cry And always remember: The longer you live The sooner you'll bloody-well die Look at the preacher, a bloody-nice fellow Isn't it grand, boys, to be bloody-well dead? Let's not have a sniffle, let's have a bloody-good cry And always remember: The longer you live The sooner you'll bloody-well die Look at the widow, bloody-great female Isn't it grand, boys, to be bloody-well dead? Let's not have a sniffle, let's have a bloody-good cry And always remember: The longer you live The sooner you'll bloody-well die This page has been viewed 5013 times |
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