The Coronation’s Not Up My Street

I’d rather snort some Charlie
Than shout hoorah for Charlie
With a Chas and Dave knees-up in the street.

Yes, you can keep your coronation.
It’s not the time for celebration.
It’s the time to make blue blood obsolete.


But even without the new king,
Kingmakers would be in full swing.
Royalty’s just one part of the con.

But let’s start with the monarchy;
The oppressive atrocity.
Let it crumble until it is gone.



Don’t take the mickey, our Charlie.
And don’t be a Charlie, mate.

Don’t be a thickie, you subjects.
The subject’s up for debate.



Let us all be Robin Hood,
Acting like we’re in Sherwood,
Robbing the rich to give to the poor.

Let’s take the crown away,
Or we’ll drown and decay
On rotten Albion’s soiled shore.


View the vile viral media spiel
About Old Chuck and Camilla de Vil.
Then wonder why you’re in the red.

If you don’t want to serve,
And if you have the nerve,
Shout out loudly: “Off with their heads!”