Though I know that British Empire should be banished from this land,
With their rifles in their hands
And I'm to stoned to stand so I'll try creeping.
And sometimes it amazes me, I'm standing on my feet,
I can hardly keep the beat
And if you think I can sing you must be dreaming.

Hey! Mr. Mandoleen Man, play a song for me.
Too Ra Loo Ra Lee.......