Willy’s at the foodbank Polishing the brand Stepping from the Range Rover With nothing in his hand Kate is in a pink coat Willy’s jumper’s green They’ve brought a photographer They’re here to be seen
Willy’s at the foodbank Chatting to the staff Kate is sorting out the tins They’re both having a laugh Like this is all so normal This whip round for the poor With his green-jumpered patronage And the pink coat that she wore
Willy’s at the foodbank And no one’s going to say That they never used to need A foodbank round this way Kate is in a pink coat Willy’s jumper’s green While the folk who use the foodbank Are neither heard nor seen
‘Cause some of them are nurses And that would never do The Prince bestowing loaves of bread When claps would surely do They’ve brought a photographer To keep the image clean Kate is in a pink coat And Willy’s jumper’s green
Let me tell you ‘bout a boy named Harry And all the fuss about the girl he married She weren’t like them, she was a celebrity No eyes of blue, American too She would never fit in to their family
But she sang Harry, Harry won’t you fly with me It could be so much better Shooting Taliban together What a power couple we will be
Let me tell you ’bout a bloke called Charlie Spent his whole life waiting for his mum’s last party Crowned at last and everything would be alright Then son number one And son number two Had a set too and broke the dog’s bowl in a fight
While she sang Harry, Harry won’t you fly with me It could be so much better Shooting Taliban together What a power couple we will be
Let me tell you ’bout a woman called Camilla Charlie’s regular date for dinner The Princess of All Our Hearts ain’t for me I wanna be your tampon Come on, let’s get it on I don’t care if I’m indiscreet
And she sang Harry, Harry won’t you fly with me It could be so much better Shooting Taliban together What a power couple we will be
Let me tell you ’bout a prince called William The whole of Wales was his dominion Hier to the throne, all he has to do is stay alive But he fought with his brother In the absence of his mother About their choice of royal wives
And she sang Harry, Harry won’t you fly with me It could be so much better Shooting Taliban together What a power couple we will be
Let me tell you ’bout the whole damn lot of ‘em How much better it would be to be shot of ‘em Off with their heads, and those of all their friends Gold, gilt and greed Something we don’t need And that’s the way the story ends
While she sang Harry, Harry won’t you fly with me It could be so much better Shooting Taliban together What a power couple we will be
Stephen Graham OBE Virginia McKenna from Born Free Brian May, well he was in Queen Dara McNulty, the naturalist teen Four Lionesses but not the others Two dead kids’ campaigning mothers Lissie Harper for law reforming Rachel Riley who hated Corbyn Ivan Menezes for running a company Like Johnny Boden CBE Over half the honours still go to blokes Frank Skinner got one for telling jokes All summoned to Empire by royal shout-out Inside the tent now, pissing out
Robbie Coltrane, Bernard Cribbins Vivienne Westwood had a good innings Sidney Poitier, Ray Liotta Ronnie Spector, the Big C got her Wilko Johnson, Jet Black Christine McVie from Fleetwood Mac Hot Lips Houlihan, Dot Cotton Mrs McClusky won’t be forgotten Irene Cara, Keith Levene Elizabeth, who played the Queen Dame Olivia Newton-John Leslie Phillips dinged his last dong Nichelle Nichols, Kirstie Alley Fashion designer Issey Miyake Taylor Hawkins, Barry Cryer Olive, when her house caught fire Jerry Lee Lewis, Loretta Lynn Terry Hall, Joyce Sims Maxi Jazz, Coolio Meat Loaf revved up some place to go Pelé, Mark Lanegan Shane Warne, Dennis Waterman Bill Turnbull, Raymond Briggs Paul Ryder’s played his last gigs As has Martin Duffy too Angela Lansbury, Shirley Hughes George Cohen, David McKee Big Bird’s neighbour in Sesame Street James Caan, Hilary Mantel Vangelis, and Fletch as well Ruth Madoc out of Hi-de-Hi! And many, many more besides
Rover was the best dog we ever had Rover made a lovely kebab With chilli sauce he was really not bad Bless him, Rover, what a good lad Rover was the best dog we ever had
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*Lost in the mists of time is Steve singing Mary Had a Tory Baby. It went out live on a Punk 4 The Homeless live stream never to be seen again. If anyone has a copy, please let us know.