Queen  Country
[Verse 1]
I'm a worker by nature I freely admit
And I spend all my days in the fields
At a tiring old trade which may well be unpaid
But it brings all the farmers their yields

[Verse 2]
When the sun has dropped down I will take to my bed
In the cell that my own toil has made
To arise again early and tend to the gardens
Of folks who are in their beds laid...

[Verse 3]
Oh for Queen and Country
Though the latter is no thought of mine
I work for all and sundry
I'm a labourer come rain or shine

[Verse 4]
Gone are the days when on jelly I dined
A bumbling old fool I've become
And I hum as I go the old chants that I know
From our glory days spent in the sun
[Verse 5]
Well the people are swarming for honey & milk
And that land that was promised of old
But they don't understand that the crops are unmanned
And the colonies now all stand cold

[Verse 6]
Where there once was a gate to palace of gold
Flanked by guards in their striped livery
You'll find corpses piled high 'cause the honey's run dry
To pay those from the mortuary...