The Lion and the Unicorn Songtext
von Trevor Moss & Hannah-Lou

Lucky my fondness for this land
Exceeds the hatred I have
For you and your idle hands
On this we rely

For on the playing fields of Eton
Was won the Battle of Waterloo
But since then we′ve died
As and when you decide

The lion and the unicorn
Are wishing upon a star
Dieu et mon droit

Here's to the clatter of clogs in Lancashire
And to the red pillar boxes aside
Every road
To the pin tables of Soho


Here′s to the heaviness of our coins
And here's to the bitterness of our beer
And our gentle tone
She's a flavour all of her own

The lion and the unicorn
Are wishing upon a star
Dieu et mon droit

You′d think the knife of two new blades
And three new handles
Would be much sharper than it was before
It′s a hundred years maybe more

At least you got a good price for the razor blades
With which they'll slit our throats
All the money made′s
Gonna lay us out on the floor

The lion and the unicorn
Are wishing upon a star
Dieu et mon droit