Tune: Ain't She Sweet?
Well Done Liz!

What can I say? There I was, I had an identity crisis. I was commuting out of Manchester going there every weekend to do gigs at the Irish pubs, singing Irish songs. I had taken the words of a chance remark by Christy Moore seriously, and rather than turn my back on my roots – I had become a shillelagh carrying Irishman. I even read the Irish Post.

The Her Majesty's Jubilee came to the rescue and I rediscovered my English persona. How proud we all were to feel ourselves Englishmen in that bright dawn.

Well Done Liz!

Well Done Liz!
You're the Queen that's what you is!
Lets have and on orgy
You can bring the corgi

I'm sure you'd win any election
You've got four kids
What a selection!
(Love the aristocracy!)

You're the champ
That's your head on all the stamps
And that's your head on my last penny
I bet you've a quid or two – ooh not many! !


My favourite member of the House of Windsor is Barbra – she's a laugh
She's done very well – she's on East Enders
Could you get me her autograph!

Well Done Liz!
You're the Queen that's what you is!
Ooh my gosh! You're ever so posh
Well Done Liz!

Wearing a crown, I bet it gets you down
No wonder you look glum
Fifty years sitting on the throne
I bet thats hard on the ee by gum!

Well Done Liz!
You're the Queen that's what you is!
Not just some arsehole – you live in a castle!
Well done Liz!