He cowers in London
Nicholas Witchell
Royalty watcher, sycophant
Kowtowing in London
Nicholas Witchell
Ingratiating and creepy as hell
He’ll even defend Prince Andrew, what’s that all about?
Gawd ‘elp us when the Queen checks out, he’ll be distraught
The epitome of the forelock tugging press who bow, bow, bow, bow, bow
Even old Prince Charlie Farley cannot stand him
(“I can’t bear that man. I mean, he’s so awful, he really is”)
And he’s seen their greed increasing
And he’s seen their black hearts craving
And he’s seen their blue blood searing
Cold as dead body chalk lines on the paving
Cower in London
La la Landinium
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