Cockney Ipsum
Let's get down to brass tacks
Get up those Apples and to bed! Let's climb those apples and pears. Put on your best fiddle and flute You're talking cobblers! Put on your Weasel It pens in here.
Get up those Apples and to bed! Someone has half inched your wallet. It's all gone Pete Tong! Get up those Apples and to bed! I'll just ask His Nibbs, You're going to have your barnet cut today. They're telling you pork pies, Let's get down to brass tacks. I'll just ask His Nibbs, What is she rabbiting on about, Take a quick butchers hook Answer that dog and bone! Where's the trouble? You're starting to get on my wick. Stick it up your Khyber. It's all gone Pete Tong! It's time to iron my Uncle. Where's my old man? Get your ones on, we're heading off to the local!
Scarpa! I don't Adam and Eve it! Take a quick butchers at this! Let's climb those apples and pears. You're talking cobblers! He's full of porkies, Now, you look Cream Crackered. Scarpa! Use your loaf and think about it, You're starting to get on my wick. It's all gone Pete Tong! I don't Adam and Eve it! Where's the trouble? Can you Adam and Eve it? Put on your Weasel Your barnet looks like an Irish Jig. Hand over the bees to me, You're going to have your barnet cut today. You're talking cobblers! Having a good rabbit and pork, You're talking cobblers! Put on your best fiddle and flute.
Get up those Apples and to bed! Get your ones on, we're heading off to the local! I'll just ask His Nibbs, Put on your best fiddle and flute See you later alligator. Take a quick butchers hook Get up those Apples and to bed! Right bin lids, What knobbly biscuits you have! Take a quick butchers at this! They're telling you pork pies, It pens in here.
Let's get down to brass tacks. Lad. Use your crust mate! Take a quick butchers hook Let's climb those apples and pears. Stick it up your Khyber. He's full of porkies, Can you Adam and Eve it? Let's get down to brass tacks. He's full of porkies, Use your loaf and think about it, Let's get down to brass tacks. What is she rabbiting on about, Where's my old man? Put on your Weasel Now, you look Cream Crackered. Scarpa! Now, you look Cream Crackered. Now, you look Cream Crackered. Right bin lids, See you later alligator. Your barnet looks like a Syrup and Fig. Where's the trouble? I'll just ask His Nibbs.