Now, who the devil have we gotten for a king but a wee, wee German Lordie?
When we came to bring him home he was gigging in his yardie!
Planting kale and laying leeks but the hose and with the bricks and up his beggar's clothes lie hooks this wee, wee Germain Lordie.
And He's clapped down in our Master's chair this wee, wee Germain Lordie!
He's brought in his foreign trash and planted it in our yardie!