Eton
I was dragged up kicking footballs on a bomb site
never destined for Oxbridge blue
but I once had a girlfriend
who'd kissed the cox of the boat race crew
Chorus:
You may think I was brought up at Eton
silver spoon in a golden cup
but you're sorely mistaken
I was eaten first and then brought up
Tara Carruther-Smythe got pregnant
Lord Fauntleroy-Farquar had his way
cost her father a small fortune
on that double-barrelled shotgun wedding day
Chorus:
You may think I was brought up at Eton
silver spoon in a golden cup
but you're sorely mistaken
I was eaten first and then brought up
I ain't got no time for aristocracy
Brighton's the only pier don't make me sick
everyone of them's a Lombard
loads of money but a right dick
Chorus:
You may think I was brought up at Eton
silver spoon in a golden cup
but you're sorely mistaken
I was eaten first and then brought up
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