Friday 23 April 2010

The English are Best

Flanders and Swann.

In the introduction they point out that if it hadn't been for the English we'd all be Spanish. The song was written as a skit, poking fun at xenophobes.

Enjoy.




Sing along if you like, here are the words
The English, the English, the English are best
I wouldn't give tuppence for all of the rest.

The rottenest bits of these islands of ours
We've left in the hands of three unfriendly powers
Examine the Irishman, Welshman or Scot
You'll find he's a stinker, as likely as not.

Och aye, awa' wi' yon Edinburgh Festival

The Scotsman is mean, as we're all well aware
And bony and blotchy and covered with hair
He eats salty porridge, he works all the day
And he hasn't got bishops to show him the way!

The English, the English, the English are best
I wouldn't give tuppence for all of the rest.

Ah hit me old mother over the head with a shillelagh

The Irishman now out contempt is beneath
He sleeps in his boots and he lies through his teeth
He blows up policemen, or so I have heard
And blames it on Cromwell and William the Third!

The English are noble, the English are nice,
And worth any other at double the price

Ah, iechyd da

The Welshman's dishonest and cheats when he can
And little and dark, more like monkey than man
He works underground with a lamp in his hat
And he sings far too loud, far too often, and flat!

And crossing the Channel, one cannot say much
Of French and the Spanish, the Danish or Dutch
The Germans are German, the Russians are red,
And the Greeks and Italians eat garlic in bed!

The English are moral, the English are good
And clever and modest and misunderstood.

And all the world over, each nation's the same
They've simply no notion of playing the game
They argue with umpires, they cheer when they've won
And they practice beforehand which ruins the fun!

The English, the English, the English are best
So up with the English and down with the rest.

It's not that they're wicked or natuarally bad
It's knowing they're foreign that makes them so mad!

For the English are all that a nation should be,
And the flower of the English are Donald (Michael)
Donald (Michael) and Me!

Lyrics from here

Song believed to date from 1963.
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4 comments:

  1. I remember that one.

    Have a good St. George's Day.

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  2. Thank you - excellent breakfast time viewing! It's always been a favourite with my (Scots-Welsh-English hybrid) family.

    But imagine trying to get away with it now...

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  3. Takes me back too. I used to think these two were the English equivalent of our Tartan Lads.

    Thanks for that Mrs R. You made one person smile here and it wasn't me. ;)

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  4. @ all three commenters.

    Flanders and Swann seemed to be able to get away with all sorts of things, and made people smile too.

    Pleased you enjoyed this contribution

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