Lyr Req: The Englishman and His Usual Bloody Cold

Subject: The Englishman Nad his Usual Bloddy Cold
From: GUEST,D_hand
Date: 07 Jan 02 - 07:05 AM

Subject: RE: Lyr Req: The Englishman Nad his Usual Bloddy
From: GUEST,D_hand
Date: 07 Jan 02 - 07:06 AM

Sorry that should of course read 'The Englishman and his usual bloddy cold'

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Duplicate messages deleted. --JoeClone

Subject: RE: Lyr Req: The Englishman Nad his Usual Bloddy
From: Bob Bolton
Date: 07 Jan 02 - 07:43 AM

G'day GUEST,D_hand,

Yeah ... we know ... but stop stuttering!

Regard(les)s,

Bob Bolton

Subject: RE: Lyr Req: The Englishman Nad his Usual Bloddy
From: nutty
Date: 07 Jan 02 - 07:58 AM

The song is by Paddy Roberts

Subject: RE: Lyr Req: The Englishman Nad his Usual Bloddy
From: masato sakurai
Date: 07 Jan 02 - 08:00 AM

"The Englishman (With His Usual Bloody Cold)" was posted HERE.
~Masato

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Thread #12154   Message #100221
Posted By: AndyG
28-Jul-99 - 02:07 PM
Thread Name: Lyr Req: Ballad of Bethnal Green (Paddy Roberts)
Subject: ADD: Follow Me & Love Isn't What It Used To Be ^^

The Englishman (with his usual bloody cold)

Now the Englishman is noted for his sang-froid
Which translated means his usual bloody cold
And he loves his pipe and slippers
And the missus and the nippers
And he's happy simply growing old
And he never says a word if he can help it
That's why people say he's always full of plegm
He's quite unmoved by atom-bombs and rockets to the sun
He never speaks to strangers for it simply isn't done
But when cricket starts, his fury's uncontrolled
The Englishman with his usual bloody cold

Now the Englishman could not be called romantic
His technique is not particularly good
All the French and the Italians
Chase their women round like stallions
But the Englishman's a suet-pud
And the slightest demonstration of affection
He regards as being rather infra dig
He says the way the French behave is absolutely nuts
He'd like to try it really, but he hasn't got the guts
He's scared to death the neighbours might be told
The Englishman with his usual bloody cold

Now the Englishman has lots of little foibles
And some of them are really past belief
For he's still of the opinion
That the folk in each dominion
All regard him as the big white chief
But in spite of all his curious delusions
Underneath it all he has a heart of gold
And when the Armageddon comes and all the world is dust
And men will come to judgement as we know they surely must
He'll be there with his umbrella neatly rolled
The Englishman with his usual bloody cold

^^

AndyG

Subject: RE: Lyr Req: The Englishman Nad his Usual Bloddy
From: Micca
Date: 07 Jan 02 - 08:03 AM

do you mean
" The Englishman is noted for his Sang Froid
which translated means his usual bloody cold
etc

" and when the armageddon comes and all things turn to dust
and everything is ended as we know it surely must
he'll be there with his umbrella neatly rolled
The Englisman with his usual Bloody cold

Subject: RE: Lyr Req: The Englishman Nad his Usual Bloddy
From: Micca
Date: 07 Jan 02 - 08:06 AM

Sorry, Masato, I bow to your superior knowledge, I was typing, from Memeory at the same time!!!!

Subject: RE: Lyr Req: The Englishman Nad his Usual Bloddy
From: masato sakurai
Date: 07 Jan 02 - 08:14 AM

Micca, all I did was to correct spellings before search. I didn't know the song.
~Masato

Subject: RE: Lyr Req: The Englishman Nad his Usual Bloddy
From: GUEST,D_Hand
Date: 07 Jan 02 - 08:58 AM

At The risk of stuttering again - Thank you, Thank you Thank you very much guys -

Subject: RE: Lyr Req: The Englishman Nad his Usual Bloddy
From: Paul from Hull
Date: 07 Jan 02 - 09:12 AM

D Hand could have excused himself with the Monty Python line:

"I'm sorry, I have a cold"

*G*

Subject: RE: Lyr Req: The Englishman and His Usual Bloody Cold
From: GUEST,Ex RAF aviator
Date: 10 Nov 11 - 01:55 AM

L'Anglais avec son sang froid.
Oh, the Englishman is noted for his sang froid
Which translated means 'his usual bloody cold'
For the French and the Italians
Chase their women round like stallions
But the Englishman's a suet pud

But in spite of all his curious delusions
Underneath it all he has a heart of gold
He just loves his pipe and slippers
And the missus and the nippers
And he's happy simply growing old

And when the Armageddon comes and all the world is dust
And all shall come to judgement as we know it surely must
He'll be there with his umbrella neatly rolled
The Englishman with his usual bloody cold


NOTE; Various lines out of order, plus a couple of verses missing. Happy hunting ! It's quite topical, when you consider what Berlusconi was up to recently.