There were two little kids in the stalls, And I could have cheerfully shot 'em, Thoughout the whole show they kept blowing dried peas At the hole in the elephant's bottom We played for the Royal Command, Their majesties, I could just spot 'em, And the National Anthem sounds grand Through the hole in the elephant's bottom And for historic interest only: Let Bush invade if he will, His bombs and his shells he can drop 'em, When Saddam finds shelter I know where he'll go, Through the hole in the elephant's bottom.
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