Editor's note: This week's post from TediousTantrums is a little fun. In order to refresh the memories of those of us who may have forgotten the melody I've taken the liberty of including an audio clip with a twist. Thanks to Bruce Boardman for making it easy for me to embed.
By means of an introduction let me explain.
For some bizarre reason, which has become lost in the mists of time when I was very small in the late 50’s, my Mother sang the Eton Boat Song to me to quieten me down. Now on the face of it that would give you the impression that we were well to do, well the truth is that we were well mannered and law abiding but fairly poor. The only connection between my family and the Eton Boat Song is the song.
I’ve been known to write the odd parody and the combination of the Eton Boat Song and our very own Call me Dave, the latest Old Etonian Prime Minister, seems too much to ignore. And lo it became so.
My name's David Cameron
But you can call me Dave
I’m surrounded by policemen
To make sure people behave
I’m your Prime Minister
I lead the country for you
I fight your corner
Unless it’s against the EU.
Georgie boy deals with the budget
He is one of my chums
He’s had to re-plan and fudge it
Because he’s not that good with sums.
Mervyn King will solve it
He’ll make money out of thin air
Taxpayers pay for it
I think that it’s only fair.
There’s been a few wee issues
Foxy has egg on his face
Theresa and Ken needed tissues
The LibDems have been a disgrace.
But I am the main man
So I won’t be taking the blame
Lining my pockets
I’ll just keep playing the game.
The riots are past now, oh goodie
They gave me a jolly big fright
I know I said please hug a hoodie
In hindsight that wasn’t too bright.
The Police were a real disappointment
Passively standing around
The hoodies looted to contentment
Knowing they’d make a few pound.
The EU is almost in tatters
No one knows what they should do
It’s always been governed by nutters
None with the slightest clue.
The Greeks have no money
The Irish and Italians too
It would be really funny
But who pays the bill? It’s you!
Parliament's got three years to go now
With Nick and his pals what a chore.
With luck they’ll expire in a big row
No more dealing with Vince - the bore.
Continuing the wind fad
Maintaining a good subsidy
Making money for Sam’s Dad
More inheritance for me.
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6 comments:
An excellent piece, TT - I'll be humming it all day!
Bizarrely, I too had this sung to me as a small child, even though Eton might as well have been the third moon of Jupiter as far as my family were concerned.
Since my father's repertoire included many songs from the 'community singing' movement - he was part of a school choir that performed at the 1951 Festival of Britain - I wonder whether it was popularised that way. My father often varied the words too - political and religious satire being favourite topics - so I'd like to thank you for providing a piece of personal nostalgia to brighten the day.
A team of buskers struck up the tune outside (I think) Winchester Assizes when Lord Justice Goddard passed the death sentence on three men convicted of murder.
People were more robust and less empathetic in those days, I think.
Thanks MacHeath. I'll ask my Mother again if she can remember why she chose that song (she's 78 you know, she say that all the time).I'll post a further comment if the mists of time clear enough to discover the reasoning.
Hi Edward, I'm not familiar with the history of the song at all. Maybe I should do a bit of digging into it as it were.
"People were more robust and less empathetic in those days, I think" I agree. Less PC too.People are too frightened nowadays. I prefer - say it as it is without offending anyone.
Like the Beefeater post!
Thanks also to Subrosa for adding the audio of the song and making it easier for readers.
I'm so pleased you're suitably impressed with my audio TT. As I lack much ability in IT I even impressed myself. :)
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