Lyrics:
the products of those homes serene and stately
Which only lately
Seem to have run to seed!
The Stately Homes of England,
How beautiful they stand,
the products of those homes serene and stately
Which only lately
Seem to have run to seed!
The Stately Homes of England,
How beautiful they stand,
the products of those homes serene and stately
Which only lately
Seem to have run to seed!
The Stately Homes of England,
How beautiful they stand,
the products of those homes serene and stately
Which only lately
Seem to have run to seed!
The Stately Homes of England,
How beautiful they stand,
the products of those homes serene and stately
Which only lately
Seem to have run to seed!
The Stately Homes of England,
How beautiful they stand,
the products of those homes serene and stately
Which only lately
Seem to have run to seed!
The Stately Homes of England,
How beautiful they stand,
of those homes
Serene and stately
That only lately
Seem to have run to seed
The stately homes of England
How beautiful they stand
To prove the upper
I made my wish a rose
Covered in old spangles, beside
A river froze, Felicia I miss you
The stately homes of England
How beautiful they stand
of Mario Kart
Alright, is this alright
Just take me please
Where the future's not so monochrome
Please, from the council flats and stately homes
Please,
high rise tower to stately home
From morning light 'til the evening gloam
There'll be no need for worry now
It's alright
From city street
talkin' bout your stately home
Always there but nothings changed
Even your lies remain the same
It's what you do, it's what you have
That we have not seen
Got me running like a cat in a thunderstorm
Just a big bed and a telephone
Like the last remnants of a stately home
And it's a pretty hard thing
Got me running like a cat in a thunderstorm
Just a big bed and a telephone
Like the last remnants of a stately home
And it's a pretty hard thing
The tax man's taken all my dough
And left me in my stately home
Lazin' on a sunny afternoon
And I can't sail my yacht
He's taken everything I got
The tax man's taken all my dough
And left me in my stately home
Lazin' on a sunny afternoon
And I can't sail my yacht
He's taken everything I got
Long ago, life was clean
Sex was bad and obscene
And the rich were so mean
Stately homes for the Lords
Croquet lawns, village greens
Victoria
The tax man's taken all my dough
And left me in my stately home
Lazin' on a sunny afternoon
And I can't sail my yacht
He's taken everything I got
In the summertime
The taxman's taken all my dough
And left me in my stately home
Lazing on a sunny afternoon
And I can't sail my yacht
He's
Susan spent the weekend at her stately home
Crying at the lions on the garden wall
And then she'd sigh - sneak away
Look at her style - free
Unforgiven
From the stately homes of England to her prisons
And looking back at the hardened lifers
Looking back on the wretched poor
Thinking maybe they were
Long ago life was clean
Sex was bad, called obscene
And the rich were so mean
Stately homes for the Lords
Croquet lawns, village greens
Victoria was
The tax man's taken all my dough
And left me in this stately home
Lazing on a sunny afternoon
And I can't even sail my yacht
He's taken
It was bad, called obscene
And the rich were so mean
Stately homes for the Lords
Golden lawns, village green
Victoria was my queen
don't be long
I need all the help I can get
Maybe we'll get it on, ooh lala
And when the day breaks
In our stately home we'll sit
Remembering those
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