Nelson Mandela was a popular fella
But there was a few who didn't quite agree with his political view
They tossed him off in prison and said that's where he should stay
I bet he said 'bugger me, I hope I get home to see our Winn-ay, someday'
Maggie Thatch' was an abrasive snatch
An awful lot closer to Gorbachev than those up norf'
Earning the moniker 'The Iron Lady'
T'was such a shame I never got to ask if she'd be my baby
Oh, no. Where did they go?
Oh, no. What did they become?
It's unlucky for some and it's unlucky for them
They won't ever be seen breathing again
Release notes:
All words & music by Tico Jnr.
Ti' carelessly whispers:
Intelligent. Inspiring. That's certainly me, and this ditty makes no exception to that rule. The sombre tune picks up as we all chant about 13 being unlucky for some, which it definitely was for those 'celebs' who perished in said year. Ciao!
Bri Jnr.:
Too busy breaking biscuits.
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