Think I’ll pour some homemade beer
To give myself a little cheer
It’s so cold and wintry here –
The sunshine’s gone to Oxfordshire
Sunday looks a promising day –
Then the sunshine’s here to stay
Has anybody seen the Queen of Brentford?
She goes by foot… she goes by bus
She no longer has her chariot...
When we talk of serious things
And you are fond with word and touch
A mighty pleasure through me sings...