Cockney Ipsum
It's time to iron my Uncle
Get your ones on, we're heading off to the local! Scarpa! They're telling you pork pies, You made a pig's ear of that. Where's the trouble? You made a pig's ear of that. Get some Sherbert down your Gregory. Put on your best fiddle and flute You muppet! I don't Adam and Eve it! Get your ones on, we're heading off to the local!
Let's climb those apples and pears. Where's my old man? Let's get down to brass tacks. See you later alligator. Scarpa! Put on your best fiddle and flute Your barnet looks like an Irish Jig. Someone has half inched your wallet. Get some Sherbert down your Gregory. Let's get down to brass tacks. Get up those Apples and to bed! Scarpa! It's time to iron my Uncle. On with the Titfa Use your loaf and think about it, Let's get down to brass tacks. You're starting to get on my wick. Stick it up your Khyber. Right bin lids, On with the Titfa Take a quick butchers at this! On with the Titfa Stick it up your Khyber. They're telling you pork pies, Lad. Use your crust mate! Someone has half inched your wallet. Your barnet looks like a Syrup and Fig. You're starting to get on my wick. You forgot your sausage and mash.
Stick it up your Khyber. Scarpa! You're starting to get on my wick. Get your ones on, we're heading off to the local! Put on your best fiddle and flute Answer that dog and bone! Your barnet looks like an Irish Jig. Get up those Apples and to bed! Someone has half inched your wallet. Hand over the bees to me.
It's all gone Pete Tong! Get some Sherbert down your Gregory. I'll just ask His Nibbs, Put on your best fiddle and flute Let's get down to brass tacks. Get some Sherbert down your Gregory. You made a pig's ear of that. Where's the trouble? You're talking cobblers! Put on your best fiddle and flute It's time to iron my Uncle. What knobbly biscuits you have! Now, you look Cream Crackered. Get some Sherbert down your Gregory. Scarpa! Where's the trouble?
Answer that dog and bone! Someone has half inched your wallet. Put on your Weasel Your barnet looks like a Syrup and Fig. It's all gone Pete Tong! Hand over the bees to me, It's time to iron my Uncle. It pens in here, Absolutely brassic - Yer 'aving a larf!