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    They're out of sorts in Sunderland
    And terribly cross in Kent
    They're down in Hull
    And the isle of Mall
    Is seething with discontent
    They're nervous in northumberland
    And Devon is down the drain
    They're filled with wrath on Firth of Forth
    And sullen on Salisbury plain
    In Dublin they're depressed lads
    Maybe because they're Celts
    For drake is hurrying West, lads
    And so is everyone else
    Hurray! Hurray! Hurray!
    Misery is here to stay
    There are bad times just around the corner
    There are dark clouds hurtling through the sky
    And it's no good whining
    About a silver lining
    For we know from experience they won't roll by
    With a scowl and a frown we'll keep our peckers down
    And prepare for depression and doom and dread
    We're going to unpack our troubles from our old kit bag
    And wait until we drop down dead
    They're nervous in Nigeria
    They're all going crazy in Crete
    In Bucharest they're so depressed
    They're frightend to cross the streets
    In maine the melancholia
    Is deeper than tongue can tell
    In Monako all the croupiers know
    They haven't a hope in hell
    In far away Australia
    Each wallaby is well aware
    The world's a total failure
    Without any time to spare
    Hurray! Hurray! Hurray!
    Suffering and dismay
    There are bad times just around the corner
    The horizon is gloomy as can be
    There are black birds over
    The greyish cliffs of Dover
    And the rats are preparing to leave the BBC
    We're unhappy breed and very bored indeed
    When reminded of something that Nelson said
    While the press and the politicians nag, nag, nag
    We'll wait until we drop down dead
    There are bad times just around the corner
    And the outlook's absolutely vile
    There are home fires smoking from Windermere to Woking
    And we're not going to tighten our belt and Smile Smile Smile
    At the sound of shots
    We'd just as soon as not
    Get a hot water bottle and go to bed
    We're going to unpack our troubles from our old kit bag
    And wait until we drop down dead
    I like your story Land of Hope and Glory
    Wait until we drop down dead

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